So long ago
sewing tiny pearl beads
around a gauzy net
to form a bridal halo
stitching dreams together.
Drops of crimson
from pricked fingers
drip upon the silk flower crown
white for purity
red for courage
blood for
hope.
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Anniversary approaching. You can see the veil in question on an older post here.
Shawn L. Bird 
very much like…I have done this inside my soul, with thousands of needle pricks, tens of thousands of drops
Oh so much courage and hope.
Beautiful!
Thank you.
interesting.. what WOULD have been my 34th wedding anniversary is fast approaching, and this warmed my heart… Happy Anniversary!
Blessings Annette. Thank you.
Not sure why, exactly, but this poem really pricked my heart. 🙂
I hope the puncture wound wasn’t deep.
Early Happy Anniversary wishes Shawn!
Thank you!
You’re welcome.
Lovely…reminds me of helping my sister-in-law with her veil. Happy Anniversary!
Thanks Vikki!
Enjoying your poetry very much. I look forward to reading more!
Thank you, I look forward to having you here!