"Beauty" and "Perfection".

Beauty 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. Thats when i see the wilted "Rose" fall softly to the floor.

" Perfection" and "Beauty"
We will last no more. Death has
come knocking on our door. Now
those who come see me, will see frail skin.
Our "Beauty and Perfection"
Will blow!
Like dust in the Wind.

Anna Baty
6-20-12

Happy Anniversary. Fred, My Husband.

Will you still love me when I'm old.
I was 24 years old when we first held each other.
Now the Lines have settled deeply into my small round face.My beauty fades but my inner beauty still remains.
When i look into the mirror do you honestly see what I see.
Summer wears on, hot and Stale air has no mercy on my aging face. The softness color starts to evaporate and turns to a slight grayish color.

Then theres my body that over time quietly shinkens as I age further. Is my fading beauty all that matters in your mind or does it matter at all. Do you hold in your mind the treasure you captured 28 years ago.
As I catch your gaze looking at me am I still beautiful?, Or am I an aging woman that has lost her beauty and luster that no longer shines.!!!
I am now 51 years old.
Will you still love me when I'm aged and frail and my beauty it shines no more!.
Happy Anniversary. Fred,
I loved you, Yesterday, Today, and forever, Your Wife Anna Baty.
6-4-12