Haiku
Soft wafting breeze
Cotillion. As in days when
dresses were called frocks
5
Kudos
5
Kudos
Soft wafting breeze
Cotillion. As in days when
dresses were called frocks
I think I’ve lost my grip on reality. Being a woman, I am inclined to blame it on myself. “This must be punishment for something I did long ago that was really bad even though I can’t remember what it was.” But there’s a light at the end... Continue →