The Hand You Were Given Poem by Patti Masterman

The Hand You Were Given



Wear a pretty face,
Have a pretty day.
Wear a dreary face;
Dreary goes the way.

Wed a pretty one,
Have a pretty life.
Wed a plainer soul;
Rude comments are rife.

Own a pretty thing,
Own it, all the while.
Own an ugly thing-
Toss it on the pile.

Sunday, September 27, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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