I love to see the curtain’s edge
Lift gently from my window ledge
The breeze outside comes pushing in
As lacy fluff lifts in the wind !
The fabric floats into my space
Creating gauzy veils of lace
While visions seem to spin around
Like Venus in her dressing gown !
This has no place now I’ve been told
These styles I chose are just too old
And no one cares or wants to see
Lace panels here except for me !
Claire V. Bogdanos 