Beauty And The Bald Poem by George Samuel

The girl has given up her flower,
To the bald;
The most treasured part of her teen,
He devoured earlier while it was green;
It was pure sparkling white.

Hidden from eyes and light,
Found by the blind;
How could love be so blind,
A miracle that the bald could see;
What only flowers could give.

Once it was given,
It can never be taken;
But bound to flourish,
For the world to cherish;
The resounding beauty they have missed.

Beauty they cannot ceased,
Because it was joined from above;
To be Worship bellow,
By the bald;
The wise and old.