She was a brilliant actress
I'd seen her play Medea
But shy in nature, no beauty
To be sure, she wasn't
Visible to bean-counting
Suits munching sandwiches
In cramped audition rooms
Wielding cell phones like
Stilettos to spear a deal.
She could have been a star
A talent for the ages
But golden opportunity never came
In modest insecurity she
Toiled under hot lights
Making bland commercials
The homely housewife scrubbing
Floors.