"EYE OF THE BEHOLDER"

Beauty is always
in the eye
of the beholder.

'Cause she would be Beautiful
in anyones eyes.

She could stand on a mountain top
open her arms & the rains would stop.

And with just a flick of her finger
the Sun would Shine.

But Alas Alack
she could never be mine.

For I am much too lowly
to even raise my head.

But in a soft, unuttered voice
I whisper

I love you

instead.

Copyright © 1998 T. J. Daniels

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