Finding Beauty

I went for a walk with my love down to an old vacant lot she took me littered, and broken up it made me sad, made me think of myself I asked why she took me there she silently smiled and took my hand led me to a place The pavement was cracked the ground heaped with garbage old and new near a makeshift shelter that some one had left She kissed my tears away told me to smile when I asked why she told me to open my eyes leaving me confused she said to look at the beauty surrounding us then began to point the doorway of the crude shack was open, and the was a spiderweb moist with the morning dew small dropp formed at it ran down and it was beautiful A few feet away there was a daffodil growing, thriving despite the battered tarmac through which it found a way standing tall and proud as well it should and it was beautiful Just then we looked up and what did we see a blue jay landing atop the roof and began singing it's song The sun was rising peaking over the horizon painting it red, orange, yellow, and even violet the sky was it's canvas and it was beautiful She took me home pointing at many other things while we strolled home when we got there I thanked her told her she was beautiful she stood me in front a mirror telling me to find the beauty there we stood for many long minutes I looked, I saw, I contemplated the sorrow carved into my features the gentle wonder in my eyes the scars life has left upon me and it was beautiful