~~{@}~~

Rose of faded tinsel
Its luster lost at last
Haughty harlot in high heels
She has a ****** past

She wears a
liquid liner smile
Her dress is sequined tulle
She has no taste, it's such a waste
Breaks every fashion rule

She sits there on the bar stool
She's already ******
Turn the card, her eyes are hard
Enough to break a bone

Oh my, what those eyes have seen
Those eyes give no grace
They're like poached eggs within
A wrinkled, haggard face

Do you judge her harshly?
Be careful if you do
The tinsel Rose, the Saying goes

But for God is

YOU

SoulSurvivor
Catherine Jarvis
September 7, 2020