English: “Pretty in Pink” (2011), pastel and enamel on paper, by Natasja Delanghe (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
She was pretty in pink
Her thirteenth year
The schoolyard games
Still gentle, dear
On the cusp of life
Not knowing fear
She was pretty in pink
Could that be enough
To protect from cruelty
When youth gets rough?
In the face of adversity
Does prettiness bluff?
She was pretty in pink
Some friends less blessed
To teenager cruelty
They’d later attest
But what of the pretty
Do they fare the best?
She was pretty in pink
Some say it made her cruel
She divined her society
Was nobody’s fool
In the schoolyard she realised
She was born to rule
No longer pretty in pink
How the years quickly passed
Incremental defeats
Have vanquished her mask
What was the worth of the pretty?
She might as well ask
What was the worth of the pretty?
She might as well ask
(c) Helen Valentina 2013, All Rights Reserved
helenvalentina 
If she values and believes in her self, surely she can find abundant worth…
One would hope so, but having youthful beauty can be a seductive siren call, and it may prove hard to let go of its power… 🙂
Pastels are still pretty on us older women but you can’t find them in our clothing market easily. I love the look of pastel yellow and pastel lavender on myself, and yet I can never find it. It is a societal problem, me thinks, that it should think me too old for it.
Yes, I didn’t actually mean that pink didn’t suit her in a literal sense (or we older women either in general), it was just playing with the movie title for a poem about someone who relied perhaps a bit too much on her youthful looks in life. 🙂
That depends on whether she wanted to live in Hollywood or not.
Very true…but even there, once age caught up with her she’d be in trouble…perhaps even more so there!! 🙂 🙂
i’m glad she wasn’t in my class 🙂
LOL! thanks!! 🙂
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