Cherilyn Fry Poet Free verse

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They walk around part of the elite
heads held high
noses in the air
auras of knowing it all abound with a lot of hoot and holler

I will NEVER be one of them
my make up still in the drawer and my face still unpainted
part of the great unwashed
as my auntie used to say

I am only myself
and knowing what I do about those society chicks
I wouldn't trade my time
and my talents for anything

but we all have our gifts

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Carol Sunshine Brown April 13, 2011 at 10:57 AM I am reading such diverse poems here at PoetrySoup. Poet's hearts are bleeding poetry today. That is where the best poetry comes from. It has been my pleasure to read your poetry today Cherilyn. Continue to write and share it and I will be back to read it. Have a wonderful day and may you find inspiration along the way. Love, Carol