Prom Night
She saw it on the TV, and pictures within magazines
Girls in shiny reds, pale blues, and even matte greens
Their hair all curled and their face made just right.
Her favorite part was the boys with flowers;
The men who would start one amazing night.
And once upon a time it was finally her turn
To dress her best and pin her hair
To wear shiny red with a face made just right
To have a boy help create one amazing night
Most importantly It was that day that she began to realize
Prom was more than just laughing on the dance floor
It was one step closer to the graduation doors.
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