And what if the party stopped,
Yellow Bright Dress,
Classic black suit,
His eyes meets mine,
He kneels down before me and speaks to my ear,
You look tired, he says
I smile,
Time to go home, he adds
His jacket on my soul,
Throwing flowers as I walk,
One on my hand,
A yellow rose,
He takes me home
Glenda Soto-Gomez
Glenda 