Beauty Analyzed
To a less than discerning eye
Illusive beauty is not found.
An artist may observe it there
In any ordinary thing.
There is beauty not apparent
To a less than discerning eye,
Clear to an enchanted lover
Gazing at his beloved one’s face.
A child may think of his mother
As being the fairest of fair.
To a less than discerning eye
Her innate beauty is not seen.
We each observe in our own way
This world in which we all must share.
The beauty that we find not there
To a less than discerning eye.
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