March 13, 2011

Beauty and Perfection

Perfection is the Dewdrops that fall
off a morning Rose.Beauty is the red glow
 of its shadow in the morning.A new born baby
is what we call Perfection.Now like the Rose
we begin to grow not knowing our Beauty will fade.
We hide in a room and close the door.
Now we stay hidden as my tears hit the floor,
thats when i hear a knock on the door.
I hear sounds around me as i head for the door.
That when i see her petals fall softly to the floor.
"Beauty and Perfection" We died from old age.
Now those who come see us will see frail skin
Our "Beauty and Perfection" Blows like dust
in the Wind.

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