Prom
> Prom
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> (for Julia)
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> A blue gown.
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> Glass slippers came yesterday.
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> Hair piled high.
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> A white limousine.
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> No talk of midnight or pumpkins.
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> The universes of your eyes and
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> the centuries of giggling girls
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> waiting quietly around your mouth
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> will compete with
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> a shiny pendant
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> and diamond-studded ears.
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> Pity.
>
Copyright © Frances Lemoine | Year Posted 2005
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