The last touch

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Today is 27th November
A day, to remember.
A day to be in each others arms forever,
To be loved without any harm forever.
The day is enough to remind the craziness,
Which still kept the memory of our happiness.
Both of us surrounded by our near and dear friends,
Along with the Laughter and joys ranging through the bells.
I was slowly moving towards the aisle,
Watching you shyly with a smile.
I stand beside you,
Trying to hide my blush from you,
You hold my hand and squeeze it gently,
Giving me reassurance happily ,
But everything changed suddenly.
Two men entered hurriedly,
Handed a letter to you unwillingly.
You exchanged a glance with them,
Took some steps away from frame.
Removed that garland from your neck,
You moved forward with a smile, fake.
Trying to assure me nothing is wrong,
Bitting my lips I was trying to be strong.
The letter was actually from the war field,
And it was a call for your duty to be fulfilled.
Then everything moved so fast
Never gave the priest a chance to cast
The spells which would pronounce us husband -wife ,
To live the together, forever a happy life.
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