Beauty
Where is all the beauty gone, I’ve looked both high and low
It is so hard to find these days unless you really know
So much war and hate in our land, it’s hidden itself so well
You will find it not skin deep, but the heart so pure it will dwell
Not just on a pretty face, and one groomed so fine
But one who does good deeds, which helps to lead the blind
One who would give his last crumb, or the clothes off his back
And doesn’t want recognition or others to keep track
The pure in heart will feel the pain of his brother
And his pay will be knowing that he helped another
I’ve lived at times in poverty, and at times excess
But the happiest times were when another I could bless
To help your fellow man, brings beauty into ones life
You could makes ones life easier without causing strife
This hating and fighting is just causing all pain
Happiness helping others out is where true beauty will reign!
poem by Donna Nimmo
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