THE STATE OF MARRIAGE
Going by the Court House,
on Church Circle, I walked
by a couple ready to walk
in on a Friday afternoon
to get married. She was in
a white knee length dress -
a bouquet of flowers in her
hands and a large butterfly
tattoo on her left shoulder.
Going by them - not 5 feet
away - was a guy with a
back pack and a glare in
his eye as he silently faced
a young woman his age.
She with a little boy in hand
She with a little boy in hand
yelled at him, “That’s what
I mean. Every time I want
to talk, you back away.”
“Woo! Oops!” I said to myself -
as I kept walking away my way,
heading west on West Street.”
© Andy Costello Reflections
2015
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