What is the measure
Of Beauty
Within my hand?
Is it in my hair
Twined in trees
Or roses up in the air?
Is it my eyes
Sparkling wide
Like those in a
Stream coming down
From the stars inside?
Is it in my face
Lifted up to yours
Reflecting the love
You have for me
And me for you?
lovely charlotte. i could feel the warmth of it all. sorry for reading your privacy. sincerely john.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder - interesting question - how people view us? Great. Take care. Joey