She Wore A Sexy Polka Dot Dress Poem by D Loveday Morris

She Wore a Sexy Polka Dot Dress

She was not the shape nor size some believed
But she danced with an attitude that said she needed no approval- she could do as she pleased
Clothed with elegance and confidence in her steps
She bedazzled in her short, sexy, black and white polka dot dress

I didn't notice her at first, when I stepped out the door
Then the wind drew my attention, as it cleared her path and swept everything off the floor
She wore purple sunglasses tinted with a golden frame
And her dress raised to the heavens,as the wind beckoned its name

Was she bothered? No, not at all
She continued to glided with pizass and charm; head to the sky like the boss of the mall
Her black underwear laughed out loud
With a cheeky smiled that said- " I made her proud"

Yet, she remained untethered and should she be?
She was living her life stylishly carefree
And you could tell by the signature shoes on her feet
She was all woman, writing her songs and dancing to her own beat

D. Loveday Morris

An Extract from the Diary of a Jamaican Critical Care Nurse Living and Working in the UK