Beauty Skin-Deep
Written By: Zehra Nasirali
For: Mr. Cameron
Course: ENG-1WN
Date: 13th May, 97
Published in Junior News Magazine
Awarded Second Prize
It was
azure dusk,
When she
took out a spatula,
And poured
in a formula.
A formula
of dried up herbs.
Peeling the
hard husk,
Was as stubborn as that of curds!
With hope
she turned the silver tap,
Washed her pimply face,
And applied
the formula at a pace.
She knew
her pimples wouldn’t go,
But still closed the creaking tap,
And continued for herself to know.
Just then
her conscience said to her,
That her face needed no softness,
But only
that the cosmetic for beauty was happiness!
Removing the formula, she decorated her face with a smile,
For she knew that beauty was power
And its
sword was a smile!