As I get older the more I understand,
Understand about beauty.
It is not in the face or the words,
It comes from the heart
In the way people love and care,
The way people care and listen,
The way they forgive
And treat people with kindness.
A beautiful soul is something you feel
It not just something you see.
May your soul always be felt,
Felt by all around us.
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: October 18th, 2026 01:03
- Category: Reflection
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Comments6
Good write Gold. Well, it must be inner beauty cos I can't see any beauty in old trouts - KP! lol.
Thanks Orchi.
Beauty fades, the soul survives
So true Norman, thank you.
Andy
most welcome
So true Andy Young eyes are easily deceived by flash and frills but as they grow older they look deeper. A good message my friend
Most kind soren, thank you.
Andy
Very welcome Andy
We get Wiser as we get Older. And what you say is True. We are all on this Great Ball together so let's appreciate the Important aspects of life and each other.
Good Write.
Thank you for your kind words Kevin, much appreciated.
Andy
My Pleasure.
Nicely done
Thank you Friendship, much appreciated.
Andy
Or - mutton dressed as lamb! lol.
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