It’s a tricky thing, beauty.
We chase it.
We praise it.
We protect, nurture and tend it with such precision and care.
The world loves a thing of beauty.
To look at you brings such joy to my heart.
The beauty within you is stunning. A sight to behold.
Not just beauty of skin; face; hair; smile – for those you possess in excess. But beauty of heart; character; compassion.
Please, Time, slow down. Pause. Breathe.
I fear my heart cannot take it if you become more beautiful than you are this very minute.