Portrait of Beauty
In an old photograph, I see,
My mother's smile, charming and free,
A time when burdens hadn't yet found,
Without the weight of responsibilities,
No worries etched upon her face,
Just joy and beauty, perfectly in place,
I know she is...
My mother's smile, charming and free,
A time when burdens hadn't yet found,
Without the weight of responsibilities,
No worries etched upon her face,
Just joy and beauty, perfectly in place,
I know she is...