The beauty of a woman,
isnít in the clothes she wears,
The figure that she carries,
or the way she combs her hair.
The beauty of a woman,
must be seen from in her eyes,
Because thatís the doorway to her heart,
the place where love resides.

The beauty of a woman,
isnít in a facial mole,
but true beauty in a woman,
is reflected by her soul.


 


Itís the caring that she cares to give,
the passion that she shows,
And the beauty of a woman,
with passing years, only grows.