The Annual Ball!

• Angelina Rae, Grade 10
• Poetry
• 2022

It’s the annual ball I would love to swing pass the mall.
I am waiting on a call from my beloved Paul.
I adore observing the gorgeous dresses.

I must not stress I don’t want to look like a hot mess.
Besides who wouldn’t want to look their best!


I need to think maybe Barbie pink?
The guys will surely give me a cheeky wink.