Beauty Fades Poem by buried alive

Every woman thinks of this.. You captured the fear and the feeling, beautifully and fully. A different and very well conceives work. To be remembered.

a thoughtful poem of what is beauty? ..........beautifully written.

A well-written poem on growing old, the fading youth. I like the way your poem ends with a question, which lets us ponder...if love can surpass physical beauty...

Nicely emotional with lingering question played well throughout.