life

Under The Skin

A little poem on beauty

A red rose turned brown
Withered with time gone
The beauty will fade away
The deeds will come around

So, wise up and stop fretting
For wrinkles and spots you’re getting
And beautify the soul within
As it matters, what’s under the skin

Photo Credit: Thoa Ngo at Unsplash

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