THE MAKEUP DRAWER
I polished the nails on my fingers and toes.
I straightened my hair when I took out the bows.
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A small rub of blush was applied to each cheek.
Did I hear a voice? Did I just hear mom speak?
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The voice that I heard kept coming in flashes.
Ignoring it, I painted black stuff on my lashes.
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Rich black mascara on the bottom and top!
Oh! There’s that voice saying I’d better stop!
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But wait, I’m not done! With my hands on my hips,
I know what I need – bright red cream on my lips!
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Just about finished. There’s a loud anguished cry –
Mom’s now in the room screaming “Why, oh my, why??”
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She looked at the face of her four-year old child –
Then held out her arms and soon hugged me and smiled.
About the Creator
Margaret Brennan
I am a 78-year old grandmother who loves to write, fish, and grab my camera to capture the beautiful scenery I see around me.
My husband and I found our paradise in Punta Gorda Florida where the weather always keeps us guessing.
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amazing!