The construction worker
let out a cheerful whistle
as the striking figure,
dressed in a vibrant shade of red,
strolled past.
Every man in the vicinity
turned to steal glances,
hoping for acknowledgment from her.
Finally, she came to a halt,
offering a radiant smile
she relished the attention
she had garnered.
With a teasing wave of her
wicked finger,
she left the onlookers
in silence as she disappeared from view.
Debi Fairchild has written poetry and short stories since elementary school. Her History teacher discovered her. He noticed she used the dictionary to find words and meanings to write poetry or short stories. Her history teacher read her poetry and short stories to the class and gave her extra credit.
