Beauty is as Beauty does, I hear the scholars say.

For outward beauty only lasts, as it were a day.


A lovely flower blooms but once and then so quickly dies.

But the tiny seeds that fall create many more besides!


People are as People do, I hear the wise men say.

For speaking is only as the wind that blows away.?


Tis' some truth....  Yet Nay!


Every word just like a flower ...though it seems to die...

Leaves many tiny seeds of thought to grow and multiply.


If truth...Then may we bloom so sweetly, that our seeds may fall;

To create many lovely blossoms, weaving beauty through life's all.


Bonnie Marie  5-23-2002

(Illustration - lovely rose transposed over the face of a lovely woman looking up - copyright 97)
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