Dressier Poems

Skirts

At times, I might be in the mood for a skirt;
On other occasions, it’s pants.
Having such options, I needn’t alert
Anyone to my pick in advance.

I like wearing skirts – they feel flirty and fun
And remind me of dressier days.
When my working career I had newly begun,
I was part of a skirt or dress phase.

For I wasn’t permitted to dress up in slacks;
Females had to look proper and prim.
We accepted it then, though at present it smacks
Of the rules many women found grim.

But today I can wear anything that I choose
And in skirts sometimes I find my voice.
I feel sorry for men, ‘cause in this case they lose
For they aren’t allowed the same choice.