I Feel Bland Next To You

Gorgeous red haired beauty in the colorful peacock dress.
How dare you wear your shiny perky loveliness to my party.
You have trumped all of us.
Our frocks look dowdy and sad now.
We look like yesterday’s tissues.

I feel bland next to your bonfire orange hair.
I feel dowdy and ugly now.
Where did you get those earrings?
They dazzle my eyes out.
Who invited you?

I can barely eat my dinner, staring at you.
Wondering what your life is like.
You look confident, self-assured, and well-read.
I run from you all evening, not wanting to be compared.
I meet my mean sister-in-law’s eyes. Now I know who invited you.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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Bauer Avatar
January 21, 2023 at 12:50 PM
ha! maybe she has an awful life underneath it all, caren! you know - judging a book by its cover and all that. still, your mean sister-in-law isn't very nice...
Krutsinger Avatar
January 21, 2023 at 11:05 PM
No she isn't.
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