Girl Behind the Make UpA Poem by Sarah MarieI actually don't have a daughter or a husband...I have just been hearing this poem in my head for a few days, and I decided i could not wait to write this until I had themMy daughter did my make up today- She is four and home From her first day of school; My blush is of purple lipstick, But she loves to “make me pretty”, And my husband cannot help but laugh Or say we are the prettiest girls That he has ever seen. My daughter did my make up today- She is eight and home From a fun day at school; Princess pink lip gloss is smeared Over my mouth and chin, The bubble gum flavor all I can sense- Yet she gets neater with it every day, And my husband praises her steady hand. My daughter did my make up today- She is twelve and home From a hard day in junior high; My mascara is purposefully everywhere As if I have been crying- I think this is her own therapy, Her father and I knowing only to smile And tell her she is beautiful. My daughter did my make up today- She is sixteen and home From another very busy day of high school; She has me wearing the best shades of red For my personal complexion- Her father watches, and I sit still As we both grin and listen To all that happened during just this one day. My daughter did my make up today- She is twenty and may not be home For awhile, for she has another To go to after this day; She paints me in neutral colors And scolds me for crying, This her wedding day- Her father tries not to as well. Yet then we switch places, And it is my turn to do My daughter’s make up; I think back over all the years and rouges, And my husband seems to as well, For we both laugh then smile And tell her she is beautiful With or without her make up.
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1 Review Added on December 18, 2012 Last Updated on December 18, 2012 AuthorSarah Mariemy own world...come visit me!, SCAboutAspiring starving artist: Bachelor's degree in English, minor in professional writing, concentration in writing, unofficial concentration in British literature...2017 more..Writing
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