Elegance

Elegance Elegance was spoken as she glided across the room Weathered face not subtracting from her delicate beauty She spoke with a confidence that made people notice Who was she I wondered? I would love to be like that Her dress flowed around her with glitter and jewels Hair like golden weave that had been spun just for her A face like an angel, grace must be her idol I was in total awe as I stood there beside her After her grand entrance, she just disappeared Leaving a void in the room that she had just mirrored Very few people, I thought, have that kind of impact I found myself hoping that she would come back But she didn’t grace us with her presence again Had I created her image in my mind of wishful thinking I