At Long Last, Elegance - Poem by Patti Masterman
My latest man has plans for me;
He's going to dress me in the finest,
As still-life, covered with twigs and vining;
Artfully arranged beneath open skies,
With wind-blown blossoms, and airy sighs;
Then he'll paint me in silvery, sparkling dew;
Veiled by dust storms, and cosmic blue.
He promised that dawn provides the best blush;
For highlights there's sunset, and moired moon dust,
And a drape of clover and ivy's a must,
And just the touch, of forget-me-nots; trailing
Then a birds-nest hat, with half-gloves of down;
Dandelion broach; the best around;
A picture of elegance will I be,
Poised and ready for eternity.
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