I walk into my beauty room
just to find the talk of all times,
I tried to be friendly but it was hard
to talk to an unkind,
My thoughts start to unwind,
A rainbow in the sky to make peace to
the unkind, just to find that is when my life began,
So be it when I shall grow old,
Or let me die only to get cold,
I continued in my beauty room looking over all of me,
I wish my days to be bound in the beauty within,
each to each by natural piety of the beauty deep
within a world defined in my beauty room.

- Judy Emery © 1986
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery