a poem about a historical ball

A Enchanting Night

Submitted by Annie on Sun, 12/26/2010 - 21:48

Glimmering chandeliers cast light around the open room,

While the shiny wooden floors were polished perfectly smooth, and soon,

The musically inclined enter with a flurry of skirts and shoes,

Their instruments, into the dance hall they were moved.

Hear the voices rise and fall as excitement fills the night air,

The anticipation, twas almost too much to bear.

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Gone are secrets, sorrow, and  shyness,