The Girl With The Pearl Earring
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What was she thinking, sitting there?
Her blue and gold head scarf hanging
Down her back, that pearl earring, those
Bright red lips drawn slightly apart.
Was it a worried look on her face? A look
Of a servant girl about to be found out by
Her mistress wearing THAT earring. Those
Deep brown pleading eyes looking at Vermeer
With affection waiting and wanting to be loved.
How many times had she sat there posing for
Him to paint that beautiful face whilst the
Mistress of the house was away?
And what did his wife think on first viewing
The painting? Was she pleased, jealous,
Upset, angry? And what happened to the girl?
There is more to a painting than what you see.
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