My eldest sister, sweet and kind,
So talented in deed and
mind,
Has skills that never
seem to end,
And some I cannot
comprehend!
With all she does she
still looks nice,
(I’ve noticed maybe once
or twice.)
Cosmetics are her special
gift,
To give her skin that crucial
lift.
Morning routines, evening,
too,
She knows how to apply
the goo,
And look resplendent,
glowing, young,
Till praises from our
lips are sprung.
Those crèmes and gels to lave her face,
Her regimen requires
space,
And one time when we two
did roam,
Two bags she parked in our new 'home'.
A tiny one, with clothes
and such,
This trip would not
require much,
The other, larger, she did
lug,
“Cosmetics.” She did happ’ly
shrug.
I know her methods seem
to work,
Her skin is glowing, hair
so pert,
Make-up to show her
features best,
With elegance, she
clothes the rest.
I wouldn’t know which crème
went where,
I’m lost with things for
face and hair,
The one advantage I can
see,
(Though I may resemble a
banshee!)
But happily, when travel
bound,
I’ve not so much to haul around!
Each month from Karen, we accept,
A challenge to our gifts adept,
A theme she gives, a poem we craft,
Write draft on draft on draft on draft.
(Please, I’m just kidding, one’s enough
To prove that we’ve all got The Stuff.)
So now we will present to you
What we have made for your review!
