Beauty Beware
There’s an enchanting flower, dwelling in a flowerbed,
It’s ringed by pearly petals, has a burnished golden head.
Like a diamond in a crown, it bedazzles passersby,
Who stop to view its beauty, and are heard to coo and sigh.
It towers over others, that adorn the garden too,
The best of all the flowers, that were planted and soon grew.
It leans towards the viewer, and beacons them stay awhile,
Yes, it’s truly alluring, intriguing, and sure to beguile.
It lazes in the sunshine, it’s seen jiving with the breeze,
It takes showers in the rain, and teasingly makes folk sneeze.
It excites the observer, plays tootsie with buzzing bees,
And flirts with the gardener, who each day this stunner sees.
It’s scrupulously tendered, monitored habitually,
It’s a classic, a prizewinner, it’s sculptured perfectly.
It’s the pick of the bunch, it’s streets ahead, it’d knock’em dead,
It’s absolutely topnotch, a jewel in a flowerbed.
I could leave it there, but I’d rather not, so on I’ll go,
For all about this flower, I am wanting folk to know.
Should you stroll past this garden, you too, will understand why
I am waxing lyrical, and suggesting you pass by.
It’s not often such you’ll see, for such beauty’s very rare,
Hence why so many people, take the time to stop and stare.
In fact, I’m rather surprised that it is still standing there,
For surely some are tempted — and there are those who would dare.
Perhaps there’s a thought here, or lesson — some may need to learn:
That beauty has a downside, for with jealousy some burn.
That when we’re blessed with beauty, to not strut like a peacock,
But humbly blend with others, for beauty has a time clock.
