She is just a mannequin. She will never know the pain of a lost love, the anguish of injustice, the torment of loneliness. She will always be beautiful and never succumb to the sad decline into old age and infirmity.
She will be forever tall, slim and elegant. Her makeup and hair always perfect. She will always be dressed in the latest fashions and she will be admired by all she meets.
She is just a mannequin, but today as she looked at the world through the shop window....... I'm sure I saw a tear in her eye.
