They say that beauty is yours to behold
But we do see things differently too
What beauty is to me you might see gold
Or maybe you will see it all askew.
Now beauty is to me is what is new
It has ten toes and fingers that are small
And will smile up at you when you say ‘Coo’
And all this joy is wrapped in a small ball.
This type of beauty can at times enthrall
The biggest men of all and make them cry.
As this small bundle can bring joy to all,
And some can not explain the how or why.
So beauty is to me a baby born
As they do make me feel I am reborn |
Poem Style – Sonnet / Poem Catagory – Family
Written by Lady Kathleen
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About Ladykathleen
I am a Website Designer, but I love to write for fun. My passion is writing poerty as well as other things. I hope you have enjoyed my poems. And perchance there was one that made you smile or made you think, well then my job is done. I also have tryed my hand at writing a book, well more a fable, and instead of publishing through normal channels I have decided to give a copy to anyone that donates to help run my sites, You can find out more about this in the side panel of this blog. Thank you again for visiting.
