Sharon Gulley Poet Rhyme

Dreams of a Mascaraed Ball

If I could go to a Mascaraed Ball,
  My pretty shoes, because I am short,
  would make me look tall.

  I would go all dressed in white lace, my
  poise would be full of grace.

  I would search the whole crowd through
  for the one with a smile warm and true.

  The one who's mask didn't hide his eyes
  of blue.

  Dance all night with him I may, like
  Cinderella I would be gone before the
  break of day.

  A glass slipper I may never wear, but
  my lipstick on his cheek, would bring
  him stares.

  When midnight rings it's bell, I'll be home
  safe and warm with my story, tomorrow
  to tell.

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