Sonnet, Pretty Is Appealing… Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Pretty is appealing for its shortest while
For time is the face that carries the form
Each that renews and repairs to its norm
Shows all ageless in its hidden beguile
So fair for moments before it is all tossed
Into disdains of the tillage of its prime
Its conservation and true master is time
That gives its wrinkles when beauty is lost
But love is from inside to grow to the out
Like glass that is shining in awareness
For it is of touch and moods there about
That gives and takes in each its fairness
Remembering moments are not long among
And so is it too with beauty and young