It's that time of year again and,
Tonight she has a date!
Homecoming has rolled around once more,
She'll be staying out quite late.
What a whirlwind week it has been,
Looking for the perfect dress.
Lots of decisions to be made,
But fun time nonetheless.
So many things that she must do;
Is running here and there.
She even must find someone,
She trusts to do her hair!
When it's time for the dance to go,
And her date is at the door.
I know she'll be poised and ready,
For the boy she does adore!
She's beautiful in her perfect dress,
With her eyes all aglow.
A night that will be remembered,
As off to the dance they go!
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Scripture from: Ecclesiastes 3:
To every thing there is a season, and a
time to every purpose under the heaven:
A time to weep, and a time to laugh;
a time to mourn, and a time to dance;
