One... Two... Three... Four,
Left me staring at the door,
One... Two... Three... Four,
A fight, a blood stain on the floor.
Beep... Beep... Beep... Beep,
Monitor your heart rate,
Beep... Beep... Beep... Beep,
Slowly, feel my heart break.
Ma'am, please leave the room,
Pleads so desperate, for the groom,
Ma'am, please leave the room,
Desperate more now, for the groom.
Today was our wedding day,
Also the day you passed away,
Today was our wedding day,
Also the day you passed away
-Amanda L. Marcus
A.N./ This poem is from the point of view of a young bride on her wedding day after a fatal accident on the way to the reception. It shows her view of groom's last moments.
Left me staring at the door,
One... Two... Three... Four,
A fight, a blood stain on the floor.
Beep... Beep... Beep... Beep,
Monitor your heart rate,
Beep... Beep... Beep... Beep,
Slowly, feel my heart break.
Ma'am, please leave the room,
Pleads so desperate, for the groom,
Ma'am, please leave the room,
Desperate more now, for the groom.
Today was our wedding day,
Also the day you passed away,
Today was our wedding day,
Also the day you passed away
-Amanda L. Marcus
A.N./ This poem is from the point of view of a young bride on her wedding day after a fatal accident on the way to the reception. It shows her view of groom's last moments.