To The Wedding Girl
By Queena Chen
That night when the moon was high.
You hold my hand tight and cried.
That was the first time
I felt your rough, thick hand since we were not children again.
It’s not the tender one.
That I have touched before.
Still remembered you are not home when I was a little girl.
“I must be brave that because I choose the way I live”
You told me so,
I burst into my tears with the bottom of my heart.
For your braves, for your brilliant and for your happiness.
For a guy who can take care of you with his full heart.
Moved out of the home where made you grow up.
You did not leave us alone, I know.
Bringing us a new member to here.
That’s your husband,
Parents’ big boy,
New member to concern what happened forever.
Not the fairy tale life but the happy normal life.
By Queena Chen
That night when the moon was high.
You hold my hand tight and cried.
That was the first time
I felt your rough, thick hand since we were not children again.
It’s not the tender one.
That I have touched before.
Still remembered you are not home when I was a little girl.
“I must be brave that because I choose the way I live”
You told me so,
I burst into my tears with the bottom of my heart.
For your braves, for your brilliant and for your happiness.
For a guy who can take care of you with his full heart.
Moved out of the home where made you grow up.
You did not leave us alone, I know.
Bringing us a new member to here.
That’s your husband,
Parents’ big boy,
New member to concern what happened forever.
Not the fairy tale life but the happy normal life.
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