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by Sai Vara Prasad Potharaju Feb 16, 2008 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
The beauty of a woman Is not in the clothes she wears, The figure she carries, Or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman Must be seen from her eyes, Because that is the doorway to her heart, The place where love resides. The beauty of a woman Is not in a facial mole, But true beauty in a woman Is reflected in her soul. It is the caring that she lovingly gives, The passion that she shows, The beauty of a woman With passing years-only grows. Lucky is the man who is the first love of a woman, but luckier is the woman who is the last love of a man