The inside matters

by Dagmar Wilson   Sep 27, 2017

You see them every day
many are passing by looking like fresh cut flowers,
pretty faces.
What does that mean?

The outer beauty had me blinded
I would trade it at any time for a heart made out of gold.


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  • 11 months ago

    by Michael

    A lovely little piece Dagmar, that shout out a message

    Well done lady
    with love

    Michael :)

  • 11 months ago

    by Kitty Cat Lady

    I guess we've all been blinded at some point. This is lovely and trademark 'Dagmar'! x

  • 11 months ago

    by Mark

    Powerful message and a well written piece!

  • 11 months ago

    by Milly Hayward

    How very true. Beauty like flowers fade but a heart if gold endures. Milly x

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