Beautiful Things
What is beauty?
is it what you see in magazines?
is it what you become when you paint yourself with make-up?
intoxicate yourself with perfume?
No…
it's so…
so much more
It's the clear flowing stream
the flowers blossoming in the spring
caterpillars becoming butterflies
a baby's first look at his world
For all that's beautiful
for all that's innocent
we have to be there
To love it
to nurture it
teach it
protect it
This is our duty
our destiny
for now
forever
By Mindy Romanowski