At The Altar

White satin gown, crystals in shine,
She stood waiting at the altar, in her veil,
And he came in too, she was told.
People moving, shielding her view,
"Where is he?" she asked in concern.
"Oh! He's here my child,
Safely tucked, in all protection"
Replied the best man, in his finest suit,
And moving away, teary eyed, he gave her her view.
It was then, that she saw his coffin, stark.