The Pretty Puzzle

They say the pretty are always winning,
But beauty, my friend, is just the beginning.
Like a cake that looks divine, but inside’s all crumbs,
Some folks may dazzle, yet success never comes.

“Mirror, mirror, on the wall,” they say,
But the mirror never told them life’s no buffet.
You can have the looks, the charm, the grace,
And still be outrun in the success race.

For money’s a trickster, with pockets so deep,
But it doesn’t always come to those who count sheep.
“He who has gold, makes the rules,” they shout,
But what if his heart is a house with lights out?

Some people are rich, like kings with no throne,
With pockets so full, yet so alone.
Their hearts as tight as a miser’s grin,
Counting their coins but never letting love in.

Then there’s the kind ones, with hearts of gold,
Who’d give the shirt off their back, or so I’m told.
But when the wallet’s thin, and the rent’s past due,
Kindness alone won’t get you a view.

As they say, “Money talks,” but sometimes it mumbles,
And those with the biggest hearts, often stumble.
They’re rich in love but poor in cash,
A diamond of a soul in a plain ol’ sash.

So here’s the moral, with a wink and a grin,
Success isn’t always about the win.
For beauty fades and money can burn,
But a kind heart? Now that’s a true return.

They say, “All that glitters isn’t gold,”
And in this world, that’s a truth so bold.
So if you’re pretty and not successful yet,
Just remember, life’s a mix-and-match set.

And if you’ve got heart but no money to show,
You’re rich in a way that most folks don’t know.
So keep smiling, keep shining, let your kindness grow,
For in the grand scheme of things, it’s all a great show!