Southern Beauty

She thought that way of living was what her heart required
The down home country's givin’ was not what she desired
New city streets and shiny things
Not gravel roads or tire swings

Miss pretty wanted more than plain
That beauty took a different lane
She turned her back to look ahead
That’s for me is what she said

That long blonde hair got cut real short
That worn out shirt she tossed for sport
So many freckles hid under paste
Her southern beauty she did replaced

Working that job she got by chance
Her mind wondered back to her southern ranch
She tried but she couldn’t forget her old home
That night she rung up her friends on the phone

She remembered her hair wild and free
She remembered brown boots and that faded old tee
She took off that makeup and looked in the mirror
That southern girl she remembered a bit clearer

Southern beauty realized today
Her heart was in the country and there it would stay
High class apartments she thought that she needed
Those wants and those wishes had suddenly receded

Now all she wanted was her hair blown around
To walk in those boots on dusty dirt ground
No more hiding freckles from people to see
That southern beauty now wild and free

Now that girls living back with those country things
A big front porch and a big tire swing
A husband who’s work is tilling the land
It’s certainly not what this beauty had planned

This is all she wanted and all that she craved
She looks down at the worn out boots that she saved
Her freckled face smiles as hair blows loose
Her southern beauty she’s now put to use

Reviews

[Brandee D. Hack]

How beautiful. A very captivating poem. Nice lyrical poem and rhyme scheme.

[Tate Morgan]

Having raced harness horses ll through Ky I can say from experience thy dont make beauties like that anywhee else
tate

[Jason]

I loved this piece. Remembering who we are is most important. The image the media puts out for us is plastic at most. If everyone could be strong enough to be themselves then we might just be better off. It was a good piece of writing i liked the flow and the voice. Keep up the good work.

[Hello, Goodbye]

I found the story captivating.. nice job.

[Coyote Poetry]

I like this poem a lot. Grass may look greener on the other side of the fence. When we find out the truth. Home become precious. Description and story brought me in. Led me to a good ending.
Coyote