Such a long time ago he saw her,
This wonderful woman of song.
He fell under her beautiful spell,
And remembered her all life long.
They went their separate ways in life,
She into the wonderful world of music,
And he into his commercial world,
Never to meet for many years.
Then it happened
They met by chance,
Her career had bloomed,
But now was towards its end.
They talked of their lives
He looking at her in rapture
While they spoke,
Still absolutely entranced.
She said that age had hurt her,
She was not the girl she was,
The vigour and beauty had diminished,
In the life she had led.
He just looked at her,
Looked into her eyes,
Saw this beautiful woman
As he said,
“You say that your beauty
Is no longer there
But it will always remain
If you looked at yourself,
Through my eyes”.
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Beautiful women like fine wine improve with age.
- Category: Reflection
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We are all (well most of us) our own worst critics - if only we could see ourselves as others see us - fine write Andy.
Thank you Michael, if ony we could see ourselves as others see us, all we can do is try and be the best we can.
A fine write Gold. Does the wine improve with age if I add water to it?! lol.
You Sir are a Demon! May your sherry be sour and your Pork pies go mouldy.
Thanks Orchi.
Boo hoo, now I got sour sherry and mouldy porkies for Christmas! lol.
Ahhhhhhh ANDY ~ SOFIA LOREN (83 !) Like a fine wine or a Strad she has IMPROVED with Age. With SOFIA and her ilk ~ I always see the inner femininity and their beauty grows day by day. Of course with certain Ladies ~ like my MUM & ANGELA ~ I too see them through MY EYES and they are ~ a priori ~ even more BEAUTIFUL than the day before ! Thanks for sharing a beautiful poem and a very beautiful LADY ~ BRIAN Please check my Poem and Fusion "OBJECTS IN SPACE" also the elegant cosmological Poetry of "space_girl" Thanks B.
Thanks Brian.
It is spelled Sophia, although she was christened Sofia the way she spells her name is Sophia.
Women, unlike men, often feel like we lose our beauty with age. Where men it seems, become more handsome and like "silver foxes" as they say. lol But you wrote a great poem, and I agree with Michael--we are all our own worst critics. Great one!
Thank you Christina. You are doing what I write about, seeing men through your own eyes.
'Pretty' can fade with age ... 'Inner beauty' glows and grows over time. Good write and good example in Sofia, Goldie!
Very true, thank you Louis
Hi Louis it is spelled Sophia, see my reply to Brian
Goldie,
Bellissima poesia ( most beautiful poem)! SOFIA COSTANZA BRIGIDA VILLANI SCICOLONE...my paesana...is an awesome choice to illustrate your poem! I have a deep admiration for her and being my paesana is a bonus! A favorite to be saved!
An gem of a poem you did write! Love it!
Grazie...thank you!
~Laura~
Thank you Laura, she has always been my favourite beautiful lady.
I’m striking gold today, Goldie!😉
Accolades from you for my favorite paesana and the anniversary of one of my favorite Italian writers...GIOVANNI BOCCACCIO! Two icons of Italian history!
Awesome!
Laura. I love this poem and your comments.
Wonderful.
Keep writing
FineB
So happy you read them!😊
Beautiful pictures of Sophia Lauren.
Your beautiful poem applies not only to people we love, but also to ourselves, as Michael already said.
Kudos, well written!
Thank you Fred. Most kind.
Goldfinch60.
Thank you for an exquisitely beautiful poem just like Sophia Loren
Keep writing
FineB
FineB,
I’m so happy you
paid attention to my
suggestion and read
Gold’s poem about our
iconic SOPHIA!
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