She was
beautiful
but not like
those girls
in the magazines.
She was beautiful
for the way
she thought.She was beautiful
for that sparkle
in her eyes
when she talked
about something
she loved.She was beautiful
for her ability to
make people smile
even when she
was sad.No, she wasn’t
beautiful for
something as
temporary as
her looks.
She was beautiful
deep down
to her soul.-Unknown
I’ve had a quiet, and rainy, evening and my heart is happy. I hope that wherever you are tonight, you’re doing whatever it is that makes your heart happy, too.
A Crazy Kind of Brave 
This is the kind of beauty which I most love, and especially how its presence can light up a room long after the physical body has moved past its youth.
I agree, Peter. 😉 Have a wonderful weekend.