BEAUTY

Mirror, my mate,

I am late!

Aren’t I sweet?

I am going to meet

My sweaheart,

And I cannot be a tart!

Help me,  friend!

 

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8 Responses

  1. I like how, after I read the poem, the picture “transformed” for me and it looks like she is really in a hurry 😀 Nice little poem!

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  2. Thank you so much 🙂

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  3. Hi, Wanda… it’s Christmas Eve here in the Philippines. I just want to send you my warm greetings (that is, if you celebrate Christmas). 🙂

    By the way, your poem sounds really good, I like the upbeat tone — but perhaps, on the third line, you could use “Am I not sweet” instead of “Aren’t I sweet”. 😉

    I’ll catch more of your poems next year — I’ll be taking a short break from blogging (I think). Happy New Year then!

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  4. Dear Cynthia, thanks for your nice words.Happy Christmas to You, too. We have about 0,5 cm snow today. HAPPY 2012 🙂

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  5. Nice poem.I agree with Theresa,it”s nice that you put the pic at the end

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  6. Thanks, Novroz 🙂

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  7. Ha, I also think that the mirror is her friend. 🙂 This picture really drives a similar theme on pieces I’ve read, but you’ve made it somehow different, in a happy tone! Or, mm, maybe I’m wrong? Hehe.

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    • Thanks for the nice comments. =They do help.

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