Beauty.

by Squeegeeviolet   Oct 22, 2012


Beauty,
Is it that of the pale snow?
Do we crave it like air?
Do we really know?
But beauty to me, is the snow, it is the flower,
It is the fair maiden i spy,
In my late twilight hour.
And this beauty is grand,
I speak only whats true
And this beauty is held,
But the gracious face of you.

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  • 11 years ago

    by CathyButterflyJC

    Wonderful poem, truly warmed my heart, I'm wondering if the "But", the first word on the last line is supposed to be "By", or not, just wondering, but oustanding poem!!!!!

    • 11 years ago

      by Squeegeeviolet

      I didnt know whether to put by or but there, i dunno. Sorry. Thank you for your comment :)

  • 11 years ago

    by Pete Daniels

    Hi brooke,
    What a lovely poem, simple words and yet I feel it was written from the heart. Love is a strange and unfathomable thing. well done, and keep writing.x

  • 11 years ago

    by Jack Nightengale

    Such a soft spoken poem. It makes the heart melt. I like it.

  • 11 years ago

    by Jack Nightengale

    Such a soft spoken poem. It makes the heart melt. I like it.

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