Nature’s Beauty
Nothing in nature is finer than you, A river of beauty that always flows. Your smile is the sun that shines on the dew, Your hair is shot silk that glistens and glows.
I have seen roses the brightest of hues That can’t compare to the red of your lips. Skin, pure, ike cotton, with flaws it eschews. Eyes of dazzling suns the moon can’t eclipse.
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You float elegantly like swans dancing, A beautiful face that warms up my heart. Sweet, like honey, your voice is entrancing But why do the words you utter seem tart? Although you were gifted with Nature’s grace, Underneath that beauty, a bitter face.
By Lucinda Rawlings
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