The First Deadly Sin
There once was a woman who happened to be graced with beauty. She was adorable from the
moment she was born. This wholesomeness lasted throughout most of her life. Her eyes were
her greatest assets. They could mesmerize almost any man and hold him captive for as long
as she wished.
Unfortunately, this beauty was the only thing she had to offer anyone. Her life was great
for as long as this skin-deep gift lasted.
Then came a time, as happens to all of us at some point, where this youthful beauty begins
to wane. The lovely face and eyes that she was so popular for had changed. Her image in
the mirror was now a face of an unappealing spinster. The beauty gone, so were all the
suitors. Loneliness was her companion now.
Then, after a time.... Well, let the sonnet tell the rest.
In youth her comely grace and eyes entranced
So many suitors. Men accompanied
Her every place she went. A few but glanced
Until they saw her eyes, then joined the stampede.
She enjoyed this charming situation.
It never dawned on her that beauty fades
In time. A slightest of inclination,
The queen of hearts became a queen of spades.
And now the throng of men that used to greet
Her, doesn't bother calling anymore.
Her lengthy lonely nights are not as sweet.
She sits alone and dreams of times before.
And now her mind has gone in seclusion
Insanity, a foregone conclusion.
Copyright © Albert Ahearn | Year Posted 2009
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