The Garland Assembly
“Farewell alma mater, Farewell”
May was warm, smelled of carnations
crisp white crinolines whispered beneath new dresses
as the Eastern girls flowed hesitantly through rows
of flowered garland arches
to their tomorrows.
4/26/19
A Garland Poetry Contest
Sponsor, Julia Ward 1st Place
Copyright © Janis Medders Tobechi | Year Posted 2019
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