They sat along the wall in their cotton dresses
adorned in patterns of tulips, cornflowers, forget-me-nots and pink roses
a lovely garden of comely women sitting for easy viewing and quick picking
hair arranged in lovely cascades of auburn, midnight and flax
and one by one they were chosen, escorted on to the dance floor
twirled and spun until they fell in love, then taken out the door
to her father’s house, where he gave his nod of approval,
then to his mother’s place, where she said yea or nay,
finally to a home of their own where they tended their own little garden.
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