A Loving Passion
Beauty is my loving passion,
Beauty isn’t a changing fashion,
It depends upon my livelihood,
Sadness or happiness grows in the mood.
A heart smiles when a blossom opens eyes,
And fragranced spray to keep away sighs,
Softness and calmness, if a weather is cool,
Beauty is what beauty? When weather is fool.
Eyes are beautiful, if having a care,
A heart is beautiful, if keeping little care.
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