In whispers soft, their presence graces,
The beautiful ones in hidden places.
Not in grandeur or lavish display,
But in gentle gestures along the way.
In the laughter of children, innocent and free,
In the embrace of a friend, in times of need.
Their beauty resides in the depths of the heart,
In moments of kindness that set souls apart.
They’re the ones who lift you when you fall,
Who see the beauty in one and all.
In the quiet moments of reflection,
Their light shines bright, a timeless affection.
Amidst the chaos, they stand serene,
Like beacons of hope in a world unseen.
For the beautiful ones are not far away,
They’re here among us, in every way.
So let us cherish their presence near,
For in their grace, there’s naught to fear.
For the beautiful ones are already here,
In the love we share, forever near.
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