a short poem by Larry Fancher

Behold the beauty of the rose,
With sweet purfume it fleetly goes;
For beauty often stems from nature's whim,
To shine but briefly, then grow dim.
But beauty of the heart's a lasting glow,
Lying deep beneath the skin;
Radiating from within.



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