Engagement

a poem by Inchara

As August made way to September
Thrill grew to welcome the new member
“Finally its happening” sighed many
Little was thought about the spent penny

Attired in black he stepped with grace
Dazzling in pink, shy veil covered her face
Both sat opposite but avoiding gaze
Invitees heaped shower of praise

At the strike of ten lamps were lit
Rings exchanged of the correct fit
Both blushed with pleasure
Relatives dined in leisure