The Lady In the Li'L Red Frock
The day came…………………
But he didn`t…………….
Red as a rose she is;
Her eyes sending out ,
That irresistible charm-
No man could escape.
Her long black curly hair-
Dangling along her bosom-
Set free in the wind,
There she is ,blushing.
In a corner of the park,
Wearing that occasional –
Eye-catching li’l red frock,
With a few black curls-
Playing hide ‘nd seek-
Through the loose stringy back-
Of that li’l red frock;
There she is, day dreaming.
Staring at the golden crisp-
Maple leaves bathin’,
And maple leaves floatin’-
In feeble sunlight,
And caring breeze,
There she is, staring.
Among golden crisp-
Maple leaves falling,
To the ground ,as if eager-
Too eager to touch,
Too eager to feel,
Her soft dimpled cheek;
There she is ,waiting……..
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