raise the chalice glass once more,
and blow the horn of plenty
this time its not the particles , but silver beads and many
reminding me of weddings ..the icing on the cake
and all this is because of NOW
at last I AM AWAKE
the rainbow bride walks up the isle, her brothers take her hand
her prince is waiting at the front just to exchange gold bands
she used to follow stories ...and cinders she has been,
but looks as if she's met her KING and soon she will be QUEEN
the dream she always followed, and LOVE it was the glue
that sixty five years later her dream ...it did come true .
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blss u both happy christmas xxxx