Bill And Mary

Bill And Mary

Bill and Mary were married, last Saturday.

The whole town came to see.

Now all that's left are

memories and that bottle with its

contents of confetti.

Collected by a small child,

who lives in future fantasy.

Bill and Mary may never

see that bottle or its contents of confetti,

They may, if some kind soul tells them,

hear of a small child who bottled their one and only day.

But I doubt it.

What the future holds for

Bill and Mary,

May be in that bottle

among its contents of confetti.

And yet it may have been washed down the drain.
A child can only collect so many memories.

Copyright Edward Arno 1972