Beauty

Beauty wakes up every morning
And faces her reflection,
In the mirror she can clearly see
All of her imperfections.

With a little bit of make-up,
A punch of luck, and a dash of hope –
Beauty changes her appearance
Only trying to cope.

As she watches herself transform
She sees the “cover-up” change.
Every day she continues to do this
It only gets worse with age.

One day Beauty will wake
And find her inner beauty.
Then maybe her reflection
Won’t be so much of a duty.

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