Walking Down the Asile

As I walk down the asile
i look into my future husbands eyes
my bother closer than ever
walking with my brother in uniform
and me in the brightest dress ever seen.
i keep remembering what might have happened
having my father closer than ever
walking down that asile
i begin to feel something or someone
it on my left arm the arm that soon
will be carrying the band of love
i look to see what may be on that arm soon to have the band of love
i can see very faintly but clear now
i am walking down the asile
with two of the bravest men
my brother in uniform closer than ever
and
my father in a great tux closer than ever
walking down that asile