forms of beauty
In a world of innocence, a little girl's mind, She saw the word "beautiful" as one of a kind. To her, it meant only looks, appearances, and charm, A shallow view, causing hearts to harm. With eyes wide open, she judged by the face, Unaware of the depth, of each unique grace. She yearned to be beautiful, like a flower in bloom, Unaware of the beauty that dwelled in each room. But as time passed by, her wisdom did grow, She learned there was more to this word, she now knows. Beautiful, a word with a soul so vast, A treasure within, when the moments are cast. Beauty in laughter, brightening up the room, Beauty in kindness, sweeping away the gloom. Beauty in strength, standing tall and proud, Beauty in love, so profound and loud. The word transformed, like a butterfly's flight, From mere superficiality to a radiant light. She realized that beauty lies deep within, In hearts, in minds, where true treasures begin. Now, she sees beauty in the twinkle of an eye, In the warmth of a smile, reaching for the sky. In the embrace of a friend, through thick and thin, In the resilience of a spirit that won't give in. Oh, the beauty of "beautiful," she sings, In all its forms, it spreads its wings. No longer confined by narrow beliefs, She celebrates the beauty that brings relief. So, let us remember, like the little girl's view, That beauty is diverse, in every shade and hue. For the word "beautiful" holds a power so grand, Embrace its true essence, hand in hand.