What do you call Beauty?
Is it her blonde hair, or deep green eyes?
His tan skin, or the black man’s rise?
What becomes envisioned on the word Beauty?
Wise waters bringing back tales of the seas?
The Earth with the animals and all of the trees?
It may be anything, anything at all.
Whether you are large, whether you are small
Short, shy, shocking, sheltered, or tall.
For Beauty is nothing, yet everything at once,
It is the unluckiest of us, and it is bunce.
Something that is overlooked, or taken for granted
Something that may give us the feeling of being enchanted.
It is so important, and some may understand,
It is one of the greatest things in the land.
Structure and words by Chelsi Varney/ 5/Friday13/11 at 1:50pm. :)
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