Beauty Is In The Eye
J Jennifer Birchall
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What is beauty
Beauty to me could be
The sun peeping its eyes through a broken cloud
A forest of green fern trees whispering to each other
That look in the eye of my child so innocent
The face of my child
The drops of rain on the tree I planted
The head on my knee of my beloved pet
A sunset over the river
A silent morning or night
A night filled of music
I could go on and on...
Beauty is in the eye
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