Coming Back To Life
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
BEAUTY OF A WOMAN
The beauty of woman
Is not in the clothes she wears
Or the figure she carries
Is not in the clothes she wears
Or the figure she carries
True beauty of woman
Is reflected in her soul.
Is reflected in her soul.
It has to be seen from her eyes,
The door way to her heart,
The place where love resides.
It is in the care that she gives,
That passion that she shows,
That passion that she shows,
The beauty of woman
With passing years-only grows.
With passing years-only grows.
Lucky is the man who is the
First love of woman,
But luckier is the woman who Is the last love of a man.
First love of woman,
But luckier is the woman who Is the last love of a man.
Labels: source of this poem is http://www.scribd.com/doc/395588/Strength-of-a-Man-Beauty-of-a-Woman
