Above long purple velvet boots
Stride shapely legs determined
To walk a unique path
From shoulder swings a purple bag
Contents can be guessed or not
Somethings are better left alone.
On her head perhaps a purple hat
Her gloved hand may one day hold
A walking aid to strike railings loud
Time will tell if all this comes true
I make bold to predict
A fun future of eccentric liberty
For She who wears well Purple !
© MRL Sept 23rd 2018
