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A Beauty
By Florence Hartman
Copyright 2000 Florence Hartman
(Illustration by Ralph Smith, Florence's friend.)
Copyright 2000 Ralph Smith
A poem about a young boy's view of his sister.

I am a guy
Who can't see why
My sister is called a beauty.
She has a nose,
Ten fingers and toes
And her cheeks are kind of fruity.
She has yellow curls
Like lots of girls
And her eyes are baby blue.
But why do they feel
That's such a big deal
When rnine are that color too.
I guess I could say
In a brotherly way,
That my sister is maybe a cutie,
But no - not a beauty.