Handmade Soap, the Poem
Using handmade soap is such a treat,
It feels so lovely and smells so sweet.
The lather is creamy, the bubbles divine,
It leaves my skin soft and smelling fine.
No harsh chemicals or artificial scents,
Just natural ingredients that make sense.
The oils and butters, the herbs and flowers,
All come together with cleansing powers.
The maker's hands have crafted with care,
A soap that's gentle and oh so rare.
It's a simple pleasure, a daily delight,
To use handmade soap both day and night.
So take a bar, lather up with glee,
And feel the difference that handmade can be.
It's good for your skin, good for the earth,
And a little luxury that has great worth.
It feels so lovely and smells so sweet.
The lather is creamy, the bubbles divine,
It leaves my skin soft and smelling fine.
No harsh chemicals or artificial scents,
Just natural ingredients that make sense.
The oils and butters, the herbs and flowers,
All come together with cleansing powers.
The maker's hands have crafted with care,
A soap that's gentle and oh so rare.
It's a simple pleasure, a daily delight,
To use handmade soap both day and night.
So take a bar, lather up with glee,
And feel the difference that handmade can be.
It's good for your skin, good for the earth,
And a little luxury that has great worth.