The Beauty of a Woman....

The beauty of a woman
isn't in the clothes she wears,
The figure that she carries,
or the way she combs her hair.

The beauty of a woman
must be seen from in her eyes;
Because that's the doorway to her heart,
the place where love resides.

The beauty of a woman
isn't in a facial mole;
But true beauty in a woman,
is reflected by her soul.

It's the caring that she cares to give,
the passion that she shows;
And the beauty of a woman
with passing years only grows.

KINDNESS

A simple act of kindness,
Passed on from man to man;
Is but a touch of God's own love,
In a kind, extended hand.
Compassion, love and mercy,
Passed down through all mankind;
Completing then the circle,
That all men seek to find.



In reaching out and touching lives,
With your generosity;
It did not go unnoticed,
For the eyes of God can see.
The kindness and compassion,
That He's sown deep in your soul;
An instrument of His own love,
To make life's circle whole.

Allison Chambers Coxsey
©1996 ~ All Rights Reserved

Wish I Were...

I wish I were a butterfly,
Floating gently to the sky.
I delight in your beauty,
So serene and so free.

How does one become a butterfly?
How can I fly?
Will I be able to soar high?
Help me, for freedom is my cry.

I wish I were a butterfly,
Like a gentle bird in the sky.
I want to be happy and free,
And to be a butterfly is all I want to be.

Is love like a butterfly?
For real love goes where it pleases,
and pleases where it goes.
Fearless, daring, no boundaries and goes its own way.

I wish I were a butterfly,
Mysterious and fascinating,
Attractive and enchanting,
My dream, my wish forever and always.