Beauty

Colors of the Autumn leaves,
Frost laying on the trees.
Feeling the Ocean breeze,
Given the spirit PEACE & TRANQUILITY.
That's what BEAUTY means to me.

A little Child, on Christmas Morn.
The day the Prince of Peace was born.
Glowing of the Christmas trees,
Eagles flying high and free.
That's what BEAUTY means to me.

When my little girl, says to me:
"Mommy you were always there,"
Mommy you always cared."
That's what BEAUTY means to me.

Skiing down the mountain high,
Knowing I had the courage and strength to rise above.
Always having my Savior's and Husband's love.
That's what BEAUTY means to me.

by Dolores Miller

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