Lonely Girl Poem by Danette Frenz

A good picnic
Starts in the
Vineyard

And winds its way
To the field.
Open the gate,

She’s zipping
Up her dress and
Putting on the pearls. Many

A crowd loves
The beauty, the corsage
She wraps on her wrist.

A lovely dance
Begins in the
Outdoors

And winds its way
Into the camera.
Open the gate

She’s slipping on
The heels, and
Putting on the pearls. Isn’t she

Beautiful? Many
A crowd loves
A lonely girl, some-

One twirling in
And out, frilly
Skirt, soft cardigan.

A kitty cat
Purrs in the back
And winds its way
Into the garden…