Desolation of a Woman Without Jewelry… Megan Luebberman

by Megan Luebberman

An anxious twisting of the ring, Or shimmer of the ears with bling. The swaying of a necklace jewel; A bracelet to make one look cool.

A girl without is none at all, She has to stand while they all call Her dull, boring— simple, too. A joke to all but little few.

She likes it plain and doesn’t care. No matter what, she knows she’s rare. A diamond, jewel, or gem outside, Does not compare; it tries to hide.

Without stones or trinkets shown, She’s bright and true down to the bone; Genuine, real, smiling with love. Despite the haters, she’s enough.