The bouquet;
petals of blue velvet
Lay on the pavement
Forgotten by
A runaway bride.
She left the groom
standing at the altar.
A quiet girl's objection
rang out loud and clear.
The face of a little boy
holding her hand
Spoke what no one else could.
Her mother cried.
The bride left dry-eyed.
The preacher offered counseling services
To anyone still left standing.
I picked up the blue velvet flowers.
and set them behind the church
At the cemetery
On a fresh grave and
I wondered
What is the little boy's name?
This is my five
minute freewrite using prompt for yesterday7/21/20 blue velvet.
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