Warm Heart in Cold Plastic ~ #NaPoWriMo2021 ~ Day 20


She grew up among plastic,

and media screens with cold lips

teaching her to smile.


In the imperfect airbrushed perfect

a girl child is measured by selfie critique

and how many likes strangers tap onto

frantic gardening of faux reality.


Too much of too little value teaches

selfishness is a gold medal for tantrums,

but the old soul in her tiny frame rebels.


Older than her eight years and wiser than

the river of fools she must swim

she is a spirit teaching warmth grows

from a heart that reaches beyond itself.


Susie Clevenger 2021


Sherry Blue Sky said…
This is wonderful, Susie. Those closing lines are stellar - the heart that reaches beyond itself.