As she steps into her new role
Will it now begin, or is this the end
Will he be her master or her friend
Rule the house as a queen
Or never be heard only seen
This merriment is it an illusion
Or will they blend with perfect fusion
Laughing today, will they abandon her later
Or keep their promise to support her forever
~~~
Sounds fade into the background
And time stands still
Traditions so proud
Display this exquisite skill
A smile hides uncertainties she faces
Examines the deep brown traces
Re-designing her lines of fate
With the intricacies of henna ~
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ is it too late?
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