Mr. & Mrs.

By Karishma Dasgupta

Holding her hand tight he led her ahead, This place was special like the moon in the sky.. 

He'd kept it a secret from her for a while, 

She was special just like the twinkle in his 

eye.. 

The table was reserved, 

The ambiance was set, 

Today there was no chance for failure or 

regret.. 

He pulled her chair out, 

For her to sit down, 

Her face completely lit, 

No chance for a frown.. 

Someone in the crowd pointed out 

twitching, 

He ignored them, 

He looked away, Looked at her in awe, She was bewitching.. 

They didnt matter, 

He didn't care, 

For to him, 

Theirs was nothing but mindless chatter in 

the air.. 

Sitting across her, He held her hand, 

Firmly expressing, 

Love in his eyes, Smile on his lips, Content in his face, 

Pride in his glitch, 

Until someone said, 

"So sad about his Mrs, 

She passed so soon, 

Without his hugs or his kisses.."

By Karishma Dasgupta