Posed, she was a lady in waiting

Golden ruffles, gathered with grace

She stood there, impatiently waiting

With nary a smile on her face

Seems she’d been there for quite awhile

Surrounded by marble and flora

Hoping to catch a glimpse of him

And become his darling signora

But the hours passed by, still nothing

The man of her dreams didn’t show

So she went to bed, fully dressed

Using her frock, as a comfy throw

May Writing Prompt:  Frilly frocks – Day 25/31

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