Bangle Hide and Seek
Bangle Hide and Seek
I have made QVC more than wealthy, buying jewelry organizers fr them!
The wooden ones with mirrors and swinging doors,
Their cartons from QVC....still on the floor.
In sheer madness I went to HSN, sought out Joy Magnano with her
organizers, utterly magical.
Yet this bangle madness proves highly impractical.
I have come to believe, I love to play bangle hide and seek.
Oh, the utter joy to discover, a missing bracelet or ring!
Like meeting an old friend, my favorite piece of bling.
So, I have learned my bangles despise being hidden.
They hide like children, behind an oak tree.
Then shout with joy, "Here I am, Mommy!"
Copyright © Panagiota Romios | Year Posted 2019
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