The Girls Night Out
A Girls Night Out
They were there, the girls,
each attired in appropriate finery,
clashing generational coifs,
varied displays of fine jewelry,
diamonds, gold bracelets, barrettes,
classic stiletto heels, sparkling sneakers
and a well worn, sensible black shoe.
Four beautiful women going out
and I the lucky man to attend them.
My daughter, beautiful, bronze skinned
excited to be chaperoned by dad,
My wife, radiant and proud to be
a part of this after dark quartet.
Moms, and Grandmas, fretting
over their children and
Great Grandma fretting over
her children’s, children’s, children.
Happy and proud, to share an evening
with each other, alone, together.
And I, the chaperone,
the sole invited guest.
John G. Lawless
5/31/2014
Copyright © John Lawless | Year Posted 2014
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