Beauty Queen Or Garden Gnome? Poem by Mary Nagy
Beauty Queen Or Garden Gnome?
You say that you can picture me sitting in my chair.
What is it that you picture when you look from over there?
Do you envision beauty or an ugly, wrinkled hag?
Does my skin give off a glow or do my wrinkles sag?
It's strange to think you picture someone you've never seen.
I could be short and squatty or maybe tall and lean.
What is the face that's given to represent this poem?
Is it of a beauty queen or just a garden gnome?
I love this one, I had a smile, so easy to have a mental picture but how true are they?
Rhythym and Rhyme are great as always, and the message you attempt to prtray here is read loud and clear from miles away. Another Excellent addition to the Magnificence that is your Poetry.
Mary, the true home of garden gnomes is the Fatherland. Not Norway, it gets way too cold there and their pointed beenies don't cover the ears. H
No, I'm not Norwegian. (My kids are partly though.) I'm not sure how 'safe' it is to say nationalities here but I'm a good American mix.
I thought you projected cheerful energy full of kindness and wisdom, which makes one beautiful.
Mary, it shouldn't really matter, but I do often wonder the same thing. Excellent write! ! Brian
Sorry, your picture is posted at the top of this site - no garden gnome there. Ha, Ha, Ha! ! Love the poem, becuase we all have web site friends that we love, but cannot put faces to.
Dear Mary I hope that no-one has forgot to try and see us on the inside. Love Duncan
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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12/6/2025 7:46:03 AM # 1.0.0
I see you as BOTH and then some.