Beauty
Sometimes the beauty of life,
Isn’t so easy to see.
There are lots of things causing pain,
For you and for me.
It is masked or clouded,
Seeming to be gone.
Almost disappearing,
For oh so long.
But there is something,
That we all need to remember.
Whether you can see it or not,
It is always there.
The beauty of this world,
Cannot be destroyed by despair.
The sun will still shine,
And flowers will bloom.
Love will be heard,
Throughout every room.
Rivers flow,
Clean and pure.
Green grass growing,
Over hills it’s rolling.
The moon shining through,
The midnight black sky.
All the little things,
You see everyday
Make the beauty
That never goes away.
So when you can’t see it,
Just open up your eyes.
Stand tall,
And look towards the skies.
Because the beauty,
Will always be there.
Copyright © Jessie Berken | Year Posted 2010
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