Beautiful

She was beautiful,

not in the way you'd expect;

She didn't have gold locks of hair

eyes like the bluest skies

voluptuous lips

She was beautiful in the way she spoke

And the way she sang

She spoke like summer and walked like rain

and when she sang, she sounded like a river

and the highest note was the waterfall

She was beautiful

but not like a Victoria Secret model

She was beautiful in the way she thought

And the way her brown eyes sparkled

and glistened and twinkled like the night sky

She was beautiful in the way she moved

Like a whisper in the wind

She was beautiful in the way that

she could brighten up anyone's day

even when she couldn't smile herself

She was beautiful, but it was nothing

as temporary as looks

It was an everlasting beauty

deep inside her