The wine glass sat on the countertop

White wine bottle beside

Each half full like a theater prop

Waiting for groom and bride.

But no one there took sup of the cup

A thief was due at dawn

Neither bride nor groom were in the room

Now the bottle, and the glass

Are gone.

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© 6/6/2020 Ruth Ann Scanzillo. All rights those of the author, whose name appears above this line. Thank you for respecting original material.

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