this beautiful memory of three.
I remember the shirt I wore that night. My mom had made it for me and it was a soft rose with a high color, worn with wine colored pants. Mascara and lipstick...
and he said "you three ladies are the prettiest ones here" as he pulled me close and kissed me at midnight.
We were all pregnant and it was New Years eve 1987.
The three couples went out to celebrate - no alcohol as
the three ladies were pregnant.
One was born in March, then May, then June.
the three baby girls all in a year.
Now 26 years later they all have babies of their own.
The snow from that night years ago
softly flows on the green grass surrounding the new memories of three.
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