Dressed like a vision
In pretty white lace
Her steps are so certain
This woman of grace

Assured and so confident
As well she should be
No matter to her
What others will see

Knows she is perfect
Today her premiere
For she is a woman
Her countenance clear

Sees what she wants to
While wearing her gown
Pristine and perfect
Her heart is her crown

Music is playing
Thoughts are sincere
This is her moment
Her time now is here

See how she moves now
With rhythm in time
Perfection engaging
A woman sublime.

~ Francine Pucillo ~
©Copyright May 22, 2002