The things of youth we once cherished,
And thought were important to keep.
Were nothing more than superficial,
And faded away in our sleep.
Our looks is not what’s important,
Although taking care of our self is not a crime,
Some things just don’t last forever,
Erased by the passage of time.
So don’t fret over things that are fleeting,
Don’t worry about things that are gone.
Just accept the things life gives to you,
And just try to make them your own.
Just look at the beauty that surrounds you,
From nature that you see all around.
When you stop worrying what’s on the outside,
The beauty inside you can be found.
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Author:
lasergraph (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Looks don't last forever. Then what?
- Category: Reflection
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Comments5
Beautiful write
This style is honestly one of my favorites. The epitome of an inquiry. Well played.
I thank you
Loved reading this - very clear message!
Thank you.
Words of wisdom, lg! Appreciated it.
Thank you, I appreciated your time.
"When you stop worrying what’s on the outside,
The beauty inside you can be found."
How many can really be there? Live with true heart. Full of wisdom.
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