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Tale of An Ugly Duckling

She was an inch too short, a step too slow A minute late, her voice too low One tooth missing, inept at kissing One toe deformed, no repair performed Skin too pale, hair too thin Committed petty crimes and sins Rather dull, bereft of hope Abused alcohol, smoked dope An ugly duckling sure was she Not ever likely to find her 'he' Yet from thorns do roses bloom Thus cast she off her witches broom' Today she's married, a beaming bride Her Prince Charming close by her side Do not let Chance precious mettle melt ~ Learn to play the hand you are dealt

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Susan Ashley

Date: 9/14/2018 7:10:00 PM

My dear friend, Gershon, some people find the courage and strength to rise above the circumstances dealt to and created by them and are able to reach new heights, as is the case with the ugly duckling turned lovely swan, in your wonderful poem. I hope they live happily ever after! Warmest wishes always.. ~Susan

Gershon Wolf
Date: 9/16/2018 12:13:00 PM

Susan, your words of encouragement are music to my ears. Thank you, as always. Best wishes, Gershon

Maureen Mcgreavy

Date: 9/14/2018 9:29:00 AM

She outgrew the quackery! Well written tale my dear poet. xomo!

Gershon Wolf
Date: 9/14/2018 1:00:00 PM

Thank you, as always, Maureen. Best wishes, Gershon

Mike Gentile

Date: 9/14/2018 8:10:00 AM

There is much wisdom in your tale Gershon . so either she got her teeth fixed, got her hair done and put on some high heels and make up OR she was lucky enough to find some one who saw the beauty inside!! Great poem !

Gershon Wolf
Date: 9/14/2018 12:58:00 PM

---Or maybe it was a 'match made in Heaven.' Thanks for reading and commenting, Mike! ~ Gershon