Beautiful
Child you are beautiful
You are the darkest bark
Covered in a sheen from the purest honey
The earth grew grass to soften your tread
The trees grew leaves to lessen your heat
The flowers bloom every morning
To echo your smile
The ocean comes upon the shore
For want of you
The earth turned round in search of you
And asked the sun for light to see you better
The wind forever blows
Wishing for arms in which to hold you
Nature itself exists for love of you
How can you not know
Child you are beautiful
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