poet Lenore Lee

Lenore Lee

True Beauty

When a pretty girl walks down the street,
All the people want to meet.
This girl with slim hips and golden hair,
This girl that everybody wants to stare.

But I sit and ask myself, what is beauty?
Is true beauty not found in stealth?

Because this golden girl has no manners,
When she curses she never stammers.
The golden girl, who at the flick of her hand,
Would make sure all knew where they stand.

Yet when I came across a shy lady,
Who seemed a tad too shady;
She politely said hello and smiled keen,
And was the most beautiful thing I've ever seen.

Poem Submitted: Monday, June 25, 2012
Poem Edited: Monday, June 25, 2012

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  • Hans VrHans Vr (8/6/2012 1:42:00 AM)

    wonderful poem with a great wisdom in it.

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  • King Big Head (6/25/2012 7:20:00 PM)

    I like your poem, a charming little write.

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