Know the Beauty

         A perfect man with a rose in hand
                          stood so stout
                      and spoke so loud
  "Come on!", he said to the millions around
    who had come to have a laughter round.

  The day I was born, no one was near to say
           Oh my dear! when I was in fear.
            Tears! Tears! Oh those nights!

                     One day I remember,
         I looked at the sky above so high;
"Want to step in those", a man spoke so shy
        "Yes! Yes!" I jumped off my knuckles
             Yet again, followed by chuckles.
         They care to fight but none to light.
          Oh God what life and misery abide.
 
          This rose I say will go to someone.
                           No no not she...
    It's not to meant to go to the hair always
              Not the pretty hands as well
    It's not to go to one with prettiest smile...

  Whether the flair in hair or the layer in stash;
         Matter of love is the ultimate care.
           I proudly say my choice worth it ;
                    I'm made by his bits.

Sometimes the mind just goes blind they say,
  But, believe me all, that's the beauty of gay.
   I love him I say with all the heart and pain;
      cause I don't have good love to share
           pain can play it's move and care.

                           I love him I say,
                            keep in mind...
  You never know when the wind will hit and   
                      blow your sole divine.
                                       ~•~
' Beautiful dreamer, wake into me, starlight and dewdrop are waiting for thee. ' ~Stephen Collins Foster.