Eye Of The Beholder Poem by T.J. Daniels
Eye Of The Beholder
Beauty is always
in the eye of the beholder.
'Cause she would be Beautiful
in anyones eyes.
She could stand on a mountain top
open her arms & the rains would stop.
And with just a flick of her finger
the Sun would Shine.
But Alas Alack
she could never be mine.
For I am much too lowly
to even raise my head.
But in a soft, unuttered voice I whisper
I love you
instead.
(1998)
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