the changing lights

in traffic
as the church
erupts and the doors
swing wide
and the wedding
party falls out
and out and out
onto the sidewalk
and streets
and the flowers
and pictures
being taken and
everyone bloomed
in wide smiled
happiness for the couple
that finally emerges
into this june
sunlight, you sit
and wait, your
day stalled as light
after light
changes, you
waiting for all
of it to slide
from view this
parade of promise,
this life. how hard
it is to not
remember.