Things of beauty scattered
In front of me;
They prodded me to
Choose one only.
But between you & me
I cant choose me;
Coz my heart would be
Choosing you only.
Things of beauty in my eyes
Are too lovely1;
They danced gaily
Frothing by lazily.
Sometimes they are weary
Sometimes lonely;
Making me sway with
Their activities.
Things of beauty makes
My world gay;
They gave color everyday and
Made them funny;
All things are surely pretty
When you smile at me;
Things of beauty are
My daily activities.
(3/04/03. 6: 20 p.m)
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