Looking back,
she was so pretty then
a young flower in full bloom
a big bright sunflower reflecting the sun
oh yes, she was pretty
Well, she is no longer pretty
but she is as beautiful
as she ever has been
the light of her soul shines
from every pore of her body
To simply be in her presence
is to be enlightened
and immensely warmed
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