Just before the door closed,
I caught a peak of you.
Dressed up as a bride,
flowing ribbons and lace,
a crown of black feathers upon your head,
Just before the door closed,
I saw you cry a little bit,
worry over the future,
and just for a moment,
I saw you second guess.
Now that the Groom is absent,
something blue is here to stay with you.
For seeing you before the wedding,
was mischief made by wandering eyes.