Faces

• Sophie Robertson, Grade 6
• Poetry
• 2007

I walk into a room,
Dizzy and confused,
All types of faces clean and bruised,
Toddlers, teens, brides and grooms,
White faces, brown faces, black faces too.

Hairs in different styles,
Curly and straight,
Buns done neatly all ready for a date,
Warts, pimples, scabs and all,
Short, skinny, stumpy and tall.

There are so many faces,
Thin and wide,
People look different, there’s no need to hide,
Brainy or talkative we’re all unique,
Just act yourself, don’t be meek.