Tonight's Poet Corner: Sonnet Solstice #18
I Could Not Marry by Belinda Roddie I could not marry the girl that I love; I could not see her dressed in simple white. I could not watch her father lead her down the aisle where we'd say our vows tonight. I could not lift the veil from her face or recite to her the gentle, "I do," nor kiss her while we stood under God's grace, the One who smiles when I say, "I love you." We could not dance at the reception hall - we could not shove cake in each other's mouths. We could not flash our rings at the dark sky, ready to honeymoon beneath the clouds. I could not marry the girl I adore because I'm a girl, too, and nothing more.