Against All Odds

Against all odds, we found it,

 a dress we both adore.

When an eighteen year old

 and one past seventy

finally agree on anything,

 especially on a dress,

  you’ve got something really special.

You’ve got nothing less than a miracle.

                                                                                                        JDG

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