Still waters of a lake like glass
Babbling brook or flowing stream
Cascading waterfall, torrent supreme
Angry seas, or thunderous storms
Lush green fields, and sunny days
High mountains, with snows atop
Romantic walks, kisses with lovers ne'er to stop
Eagles flying in endless space
Sun drenched beaches, evening swims
Picnics in a romantic scene
Frollicking in fields, endlessly serene
Holding lovers under starry skies
Winter walks on frosty paths
Children playing and laughing loud
Hide and seek in forests found
Christmas morn, snow upon the ground
Pictures of halcyon days past
Paintings of horses, mills, of people past
Castles, beaches, and other things
We picture in our eye
As things of beauty and love
To be remembered and in us evoke
A feeling and passion so bespoke
To cherish, to capture in our hearts
All of these most treasured things
For all time we'd love to call
And experience the beauty of them all
But all set apart I tell thee so
To me, all are beautiful yes in truth
But not as beauty, is to me
For all of these o'er shadowed be
By the beauty found in you.
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