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Friday, August 2, 2013

Poetry Friday: Mother of the Bride



Mother of the Bride

Seated behind her,
rising from the chair to dance
into her future.
 
 
Lorie Ann Grover, 2013
 
My lupus flared the night before the wedding. Arriving in a wheelchair, I was blessed to stand and walk down the aisle for the ceremony and then to dance at the reception. Joy! 
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3 comments:

  1. christieAugust 2, 2013 at 9:14 AM

    Yes, JOY! And you DID look like a million bucks! God is good indeed!

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  2. christieAugust 2, 2013 at 9:15 AM

    Yes, JOY! And you DID look like a million bucks! God is good indeed!

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  3. Little WillowAugust 9, 2013 at 8:46 AM

    She looks so happy! :)

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