Beauty will not find its way into our hearts, my friends
Lest we coax it over time with smiles and treatises of hope
Inviting it with soft delights of kinder thoughts and
Become the opposite of misanthrope
She will (when coaxed) - and slowly, how she will -
Work her sleight of hand, like magic in our smiles
And prove she is effective still
Against Life's many wiles
She will turn our faces soft, our hearts, forgiving
Understanding will abound
We will grasp the concept of our living
In the skies with our feet upon the ground
We will see with great effectiveness
How the world around is changed
By this (sweet beauty's lovely kiss)
Into a time of better days
For Beauty, with its kindest grip
Will hold us close for years
And will only let a tiny slip
Occur as if to say that she's been here
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