Daily Prompt:  Moxie

Mike walked along the shaded street
While twirling his walking stick.
He tipped his hat
To the lovely young lass
And smiled charmingly.

The sun was shining and all was well
Birds chirped a melodious tune.
He offered his arm, winked once then said
“Allow me to show you the fair.”

What moxie!
What flair!
He’s so debonair.
A gentleman to envy for sure.

A fine couple they made.
She in lace.
He in tails.
They strolled on the promenade.

© Wanda Williams