Underneath the sun's harsh glare,
Rough patches form with tender care.
Precancerous, they warn and stand,
Actinic keratosis, marked by the sun's hand.
Brown and black, they dot the skin,
Seborrheic growths begin.
Harmless bumps, mistaken sights,
Yet benign, they bring no plights.
Tiny bumps on arms and thighs,
Keratosis pilaris in disguise.
Soft as sand, the skin transforms,
Dryness often forms the norms.
Dermatologists, with wisdom keen,
Unveil the truths unseen.
In each type, a story found,
In diagnosis, hope is crowned.
