The ballroom graced with ladies of beauty,
and handsome debonair men.
Swishing of gowns to and fro brought
life to this hall once again.
.
Young ladies dressed so elegantly,
with dresses flowing to the ground.
Wearing shoes of see through high heels
and tiaras as a crown.

Faces resemble china dolls,
lips a pomegranate red.
A hint of rose upon their cheeks,
with diamonds adorning their heads.

Eyes of tinted blues and greens,
adorn the handsome faces.
Men of very high esteem.
walk the floor and take their places.


(June 11,2007)

Melvina Germain

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