Fancy clothes, from head to toes
A wondrous sight never foretold
Trimmings suited for royal queen
Is this all that's meant to be seen

A carousel, complete with ponytails
Spinning round with whirling gales
Take away the grand phony glow
Are we blinded without the show

A child will shine; see how delightful
A glittering stone; just tinsel and trifle
The precious gem is already there
Can you see the heavenly glare

© C.E. Vance