The Movie


Last night I dreamt during my slumber

I watched as events played in my mind

Scenes of all kinds flashed by my eyes

I was seeing someone’s life unwind


A young girl in a white dress

Her father walking with her by his side

Down the aisle to her new husband

The two men shared a joy they couldn’t hide


In a house with a white picket fence

She raised her only two children

Along with his three from marriage one

In her diary, all her joys, were written within


The children grow up as they always do

The young girl and her husband grew old

Love held them together through time

Thick and thin, warmth and cold


I smiled thinking how this was all I wanted

The credits rolled and didn’t go far

When I read the name of the young girl

And realized I was the movie’s star


~Chrystal Swallows

Written on

August 21, 2003

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Yet another one written to Steve. This one ws written about me being married to him, which never happened.

View crimsonangel24's Full Portfolio