MY BEAUTY ROOM
Sat, 07/09/2016 - 13:12 -- Poetic Judy Emery
My Beauty Room
I walk into my beauty room
just to find much talk  of all kinds
I tried to be friendly
but it becomes hard
because its like talking to the dead
to a world that is unkind,
My thoughts truly start to unwind
like rainbow in the sky
for love and peace
for all to see what beauty means to me
but in this cold old world
I make a place in my Beauty room
a place to beautify me
and all who comes around me ,
the unkind is when my life began
to a world of sins and it will
be that way even when I shall grow old
and it may leave me to die in a cold war
but for now all heated up crowed
need to get out of my space
get out from my face
this is my beauty room
I don't have time for hate .

Poetic Judy L. Emery (c)