Time And Beauty

Time
eats
beauty
off our
face,
and withers
some
away
like
soap,
and
some
folks swell
to old
and
fat
and the
pretty ones
morph
to
wrinkled
hags,
oh beauty
has no
charm
and our
eyes trick
us
so,
to want
what is
beautiful ,
and often
as the
air in
our
nose,
it is
so hard
to be
grateful
or kind
when
everyone
wants
you,
but one day
those
eyes
will
be hollow
and the
face so
shriveled
and haggard
and
gaunt,
I hope
you
find the
love
that's
deep,
a soft
pretty
heart
so sweet
that carries
you
to the
grave