Great-grandfather
Matthew
Lovely
Mary said I do
to
the preacher, before God,
committing
her love to me
for
better or worse
till
death do us part.
I
know she means it.
We’ve
been driving
up
the Pennsylvania mountainside
in
my creaky wagon
pulled
by my trusty horse.
My
little cabin’s in sight.
What
will she think
when
she realizes,
for
better or for worse,
I
already have nine children?
When they meet,
I'll say,
"There's your kids."
When they meet,
I'll say,
"There's your kids."
Lovely
Mary, what will you do
when
nine pair of eyes
are
looking at you?
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