White is the Color of My Taffeta Gown

An acrostic wedding poem

White is the color of my taffeta gown
Endowed are we with a blessing
Down the aisle like a queen a renown
Done up to a tee after dressing
Insisting on sharing this glorious day
Not the chaff have I, but the cream
Golden is the sun with its special ray
Someone wake me from this dream


Copyright 2009 - Mindy Makuta (aka MyFairLadyah)
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