14 toward the Omer

I draw myself up                to my most regal height              in my best Shabbos clothing
There is majesty in my posture         and in the narrowness        emphasized by my skirt
Gliding across the room              in the Chabad school building             is one of my joys
For I love       being taken        for a kind person       of grace      and unmarred elegance
Though I wish      that kind elegant unmarred graceful persons     weren’t hit on as often