I see two blondes
I see two blondes
that’s sitting next to each other
and they are watching me covertly.
The one looks soft and fine and beautiful,
as if she’s really pretty
and the others voice is screeching
and she’s got a hooked nose
and dark brown eyes,
that is to near to each other.
Her hair is getting thin
as if she’s loosing it
and she answers her cell phone.
The phone is on speaker
and a formidable man talks to her,
as if she’s the most beautiful
of all women
and I realise that beauty
lies in the eye
of the beholder.
poem by Gert Strydom
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