Pretty Face
an acrostic poem
Born into the luxury of ownership
Each natural quality just a starting point to build on. Now here is some paint, and a trowel, a palate knife to perfect that beauty
After you put a few solid hours in, come back for an evaluation, someone will tell you if you are pretty.
Utter disgrace, you have potential, but look at this face.
Try smiling once in a while. You look so much prettier when you just smile.
Intentions matter too you know, people can hear you smile even over the phone, or when your back is turned.
Find your happy place and adorn it with the things you love.
Utilize the space to the fullest extent
Live in its bounds, but just smile.
K.B. Silver