The epidermis, thin yet strong, A shield that guards us all day long. A barrier built with care and grace, Protecting skin, our outer face.
In layers deep, it stands so tall, Against the sun, the wind, the squall. The **stratum corneum**, tough and dry, Sheds old cells as time goes by.
Below, the **lucidum** lies still, In palms and soles, it fits the bill. A glassy shield where thickness grows, To bear the weight of life’s long flows.
The **granulosum** next appears, Where keratin builds through the years. Cells harden here, their journey ends, Preparing for their final bends.
The **spinosum**, a spine-like crew, Links cells together, strong and true. They bind the skin, a firm embrace, Providing structure, form, and space.
The **basale**, deepest of them all, Creates new life, both great and small. Here, keratinocytes are born, To face the light of every morn.
Together, these layers hold us tight, A fortress in the day and night. The epidermis, thin yet grand, A guardian built by nature’s hand.
