True Beauty
By audrina
Buttercups shining yellow, under an innocent girls chin. The reflections presence reveals harmony. Such purity. Fragile wings praying for the strength and spirit to fly. The depth of her eyes brings mystery, insight to her open heart. A love as beautiful as the dance of driftwood, or the silence of a virgin forest. She dreams deeply for twigs and limbs to be one. Her sweetness prevails. Wilderness will weave her a web of wisdom. Giving this tiny bird flight and direction. Written February 28th, 2002 © on Feb 27 2002 05:54 PM PST 18 • 0 • 12
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"Buttercups shining yellow, under an innocent girls chin...."