dancing in white dress

that day the morning was born
with her desire to get dressed in a white dress
and why not, she was to dance that evening
she ran around to put together matching accessories in white
carefully searched for those white hair clips in her little vanity box
happiness knew no bound, when she found a glowing white necklace of rounded beads
with bangles and diamond like earrings adorning her tiny ear lobes
she looked like a little princess in her perfectly white and flowing dress made with net
with her tiny feet balancing on the wooden platform
that evening she danced like never before

diya, beautiful daughter of my friend

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