And what is beauty, anyway?
And how do we decide?
If we look around the world,
it changes with the tide.
And what about the history books?
Do they all agree?
From days of yore to evermore,
not from what I see!
And so it is that beauty lies
somewhere down, deep inside.
Our differences are beautiful
and not to be denied.
..
Image: woophy.com
..
From here to there and everywhere,
on and on you go.
I hear you there, or is it there?
Your face, you’ll never show.
O’er sea and over mountain,
continent and plain,
in Africa and Asia . . .
The world is your domain.
Sometimes you get angry,
you howl and growl a lot.
You know it is quite silly—
I’ll not move from my spot.
But when you’re sweet, you’re lovely;
you caress my soul.
Your fingers full upon me,
you can take me whole.
And though I cannot touch you,
on wings you fly me high,
to places where I knew you,
under another sky.
…
Tip: Read aloud. ;)
…
shift 