Ilene Bauer Poet Rhyme

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?

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Robert Johnson June 2, 2017 at 2:31 PM Sounds lovely. :)

Daniel Turner June 1, 2017 at 5:59 PM There is a lot to be said for women who wear skirts and dresses. Always a fun read, Mrs Ilene:)

Jan Allison June 1, 2017 at 5:15 PM I can picture her so well Ilene:-)your poem made me smile as I got married in a peach colour but it wasn't lace:-) hugs Jan xx

Kevin Shaw June 1, 2017 at 4:46 PM That's a nice rhyme Ilene, I think I know who you refer too, She works in my office too, Regards Kevin x