There is beauty

By Candace   

There is beauty.
Ethereal and pristine.
In freshly-painted walls
And countryside scenes.

There is beauty.
Authentic and real.
In heart-wrenching lyrics
And home-cooked meals.

There is beauty.
Sincere and true.
In hand-written letters
From across the blue.

There is beauty.
Unquestionably obvious.
In a baby’s first smile,
And in a grandmother’s wrinkles.

There is beauty.
In the priceless, but free.
In a life well-lived.
In eternity.

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