Tall and slender,
she graced the noisy restaurant
draped in Madonna blue.

Her laughter sparkled.
Her pale skin revealed
a filigree of venous lace.

Her eyes bubbled, as she
poured the veuve clicquot,
and read aloud the words of wit
penned by her wild and woolly brothers.

Tonight my daughter charmed.
Bright as the shooting star
that exploded
the day of her birth.

Alison Cassidy

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