Peach Lace Skirt
She strutted in a peach lace skirt,
Engaged in conversation.
Her legs were bare for temps were warm –
From tights, a liberation!
It brought me back to younger years –
That breeziness and hope,
When sunny days held promises
Which left no time to mope.
Her office beckoned, I was sure
But there’d be time to flirt,
For how could anyone resist
That brand-new peach lace skirt?
Copyright © Ilene Bauer | Year Posted 2017
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