Withering Flowers

Beauty is seen by the eyes of the beholder
What is it that you see?
An old lady
Or a withering flower
What is it that you see?
A britle weak figure
Or a fragile work of art created by nature
What is it that you see?
A sickly child
Or a brave little puppy
What is it that you see?
What is it that you behold
with those eyes that see?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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