The Lady In Pink
Me thinks
Pink is her favorite color
In which she is
So elegantly dressed.
She is the grand dame, in
Pink sweater,
Pink skirt
Pink coat
Pink hose
Pale shoes
And pink pearls clipped in her
Perfectly coifed
Champagne colored hair
And diamonds in her smile.
(this is so true, I saw this lady (a stranger to me)
twice in one day...the poem had to be written...no,
I never saw her again to give it to her...2003
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