~ I Love My Nailpolish ~
I love my nailpolish, to colour my world
Clear, pink, indigo - but best of all
The deepest of red; it so suits my skin,
The dress that I wear, and the rouge on my chin
A rainbow of colours I stroke on my nail
Blow it to dry, I leave no trail
Of spillage, of mess - paint gone wild;
An adult perfection, yet still such a child
I look at my sister, when she's not aware
I copy her moves, and flick back my hair
Indeed, she's a model, but hush, don't tell!
A secret between us, now, keep it well!
One day when I'm older, I too will be
Just like my sister; smart, nice and pretty
For now, I'm just little - a long road to go
So much to try out, so much to know
And above all the colours, between now and then
I'll write you a poem, with my pink, feather pen:
Today I'm a child, yes, so right and so true
But tomorrow, dear sister, I'll be.. I'll be you!
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