She Was Beauty Rare - Roundel
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David Wood
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She was beauty rare, kind, fair with soft blue eyes
But quiet in her size four shoes and mousy hair
When she spoke of her youth it was with sighs
She was beauty rare,
Her beauty came from within, she was born to care
But these days ‘I want’ is what everybody cries
In her short life she put others first often with a prayer
Into my world she breezed and we shared our two lives
With such bliss there was nothing that could compare
But by spring she was gone with such sad good-byes
She was beauty rare,
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