Pretty

Mommy

I want to be pretty

Like a ball that hangs from the Christmas tree.

I want to wear a necklace

Just like you got to.

I’ll stand before the whole town

And they’ll marvel at my finest gown.

Mommy 

Can you see me

As you’re looking down from Heaven

Lookie

I’ve got men with me 

All seven. 

See me step on my pedestal

This will be grander than the Queen’s ball.

I am given a necklace

Just like you

Look at the size of the onlooking crowd

Mommy

I only hope you’ll be proud.

I’m so excited

I jump for joy.

The necklace tightens around me

As I hang like a ball on a Christmas tree.

Mommy, Mommy

Look at me!

Now I can finally be

Just like my mother before me.

Pretty.

Author's Note

Again, this was written when I was a teenager. Attempted allusion to hanging.

Reviews

[lightsong]

Oh My!! I pray You are much older now and get over that stage because it's NOT PRETTY NOR FUNNY! but You are pretty my friend, like that glowing ball without its rope, this is a serious writing, I honestly can say it's written by someone who actually attempted doing it SO PLEASE my friend if You are still struggling get some help, if your mother has done it, it doesn't mean she didn't love You, what she did has nothing to do with You, I really hope this is not personal. all the best, peace and love my friend❤️

[Richard🖌]

Aw, Dear Shelf🌾

I think from reading this, you are "pretty" ⁓ pretty as the breath on shimmering bangles 'n beads, the star atop a Christmas tree, the gentle voice of a cooing dove, the images you paint of lasting love, the gentle words from a poetess' heart, the kind of sweetness spoken unto a moment's romantic start.

Though beautifully rendered, Dear Poetess, the ambiance of your poignantly sad tale tugs ever-so longingly to be embraced while dancing to the wondrous ecstasy of Mommy's smile, never tears for her pretty daughter in her elegant necklace.

You've touched inside me … deeply true! ⁓ Richard 🍃

[Rita L. Sev]

A definite sense of longing mingled with grief. A poem to make the reader feel as well... Well penned.