The beauty of a woman
Is not 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 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
And the beauty of a woman
With passing years only grows.