There is a beauty that a I know,
in form and face and grace;
Its iridescent glow
lit my life and gave it warmth
and filled it with delight,
and now its flown away on wings
into the setting sun.
Through my tears I saw her smile
and holding out my hand
I found
the treasure box
her life with me had filled;
a treasure trove of priceless gems
which now adorn all my thoughts
of the one I loved.
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