Late to the Ball
at WillowManor
for the ever so demure
Tess Kincaid
a celebration of her birth
an eerie fog has blanketed
the south coast
causing the delay
of my jet on the runway
my ball gown
of pink & black
is carefully packed
ready to dance
but alas I
arrive so late
just in time
to dance with
the ghost of my date.
8 comments:
A lovely gown and too late for a
dance but, your slipper is left
perhaps, your prince will find
you...
at least you look nice on arriving...smiles...and he stuck around, even after death make sure to see it...ha
The last lines say it all:)
No Cinder Ella you, though I suspect you dance with grace...
Oh now I remember you. A couple of my dates couldn't keep their eyes off of you. I must know where you got your stunning gown.
we arrived late also.....via Havana...."the road goes on forever"...."The Party Never Ends".....now back in my hometown Vancouver....heading home to our home in the Rocky Mountains
Very nice!!
Wonderfully evocative...just in time to dance with the ghost of your date...I really love this.
And to arrive late in such a stunning dress...well, there is no competition. Your prince has been waiting...:)
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