The Beauty Of A Woman

The beauty of a woman, isn't in the
clothes she wears, the figure that she
carries, or the way she combs her hair.

The beauty of a woman, must be seen
from in her eyes because that's the
doorway to her heart, the place where
love resides.

The beauty of a woman, isn't in a facial
mole, but true beauty in a woman,
is reflected by her soul.

It's the caring that she cares to give,
the passion that she shows, and the
beauty of a woman, with passing years
only grows.

I wish you bright mornings and warm,
sunny days, soft shade to cool you
from sweltering rays.

Raindrops, a few, from some cloud
floating by, rainbows thereafter to
color your sky.

Rambling rivers and great shining seas, mountains and forests with towering
trees.

Hillsides and valleys, all flower-festooned nature that nurtures whom ever's
attuned.

A faithful companion who'll stay by your
side, children to care for, to love and
to guide.

Enough work to do with enough time for
play then restful sleep at the close of
the day.

Friends when you need them and when
they need you, something to spend, just
as much as will do.

A heart full of laughter; perhaps a few
tears a faith you can follow through all
of your years.

Then, fearlessly facing your last setting
sun as you contemplate all the deeds
you have done.

Recalling a life that's been more than
worthwhile, perhaps you will pause and
give thanks with a smile.