The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears
The figure that she carries or the way she combs her hair
The beauty of a woman must be seen from her eyes
Because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides
The beauty of a woman is not a facial mole
But true beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul
It is the caring she lovingly gives, the passion that she shows
The beauty of a woman with passing years, only grows and grows...
The figure that she carries or the way she combs her hair
The beauty of a woman must be seen from her eyes
Because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides
The beauty of a woman is not a facial mole
But true beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul
It is the caring she lovingly gives, the passion that she shows
The beauty of a woman with passing years, only grows and grows...
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