Beauty
There is beauty where ever you see,
There is beauty in what ever is free.
I see beauty everywhere,
Even in the boring rides at the fair.
There is beauty in thee,
There is beauty in me.
I see beauty in the sky,
Even in those gloomy eyes.
There is beauty in that buzzing bee,
There is beauty in that fish swimming beneath the sea.
I see beauty in that child,
Even in that adult running a mile.
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