I had been searching for this poem for a while and was so glad when I found it in one of my notebooks. I wrote it in September of 'O8 to celebrate my rose garden.
September's Grande Ball
The last farewell of summer days
Holds them in golden glow
Roses in the garden don their finest gowns
Like kings and queens at court
Princess Tiffany graces the courtyard in a delicate pastel yellow skirt
Light pink ruffles curl around her innocent face
The Royal Prince attends in a pearl white tux
Elegantly appointed
The Contessa stands shyly in the corner in a deep blush pink
She takes our breath away with her beauty
The Ice Princess flounces her crystal white skirts
Flirting with Winter
Princess Ann is an apricot beauty
Dancing gently in the breeze
Count Carl dons a regal gold jacket
Standing out from the crowd
Her Magesty the Queen finally arrives in robes of deep indigo velvet
Rich jewels of diamond dew adorn her petals
All the court bows and curtsies
in the gentle breeze as the grande ball begins
The Lords and Ladies of the castle admire the show
And cannot help but be spellbound
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