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A Beauty By Florence Hartman Copyright 2000 Florence Hartman (Illustration by Ralph Smith, Florence's friend.) Copyright 2000 Ralph Smith

A poem about a young boy's view of his sister.

I am a guy Who can't see why My sister is called a beauty.   She has a nose, Ten fingers and toes And her cheeks are kind of fruity.   She has yellow curls Like lots of girls And her eyes are baby blue.   But why do they feel That's such a big deal When rnine are that color too.   I guess I could say In a brotherly way, That my sister is maybe a cutie, But no - not a beauty.