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Dec 2017
Of all the ways I could describe
how radiant are my friends
it would be one of the three
descriptors stating excellence
none are considered to be the best
instead there is a wide contrast
between effects on my vision
attraction placed to be considered.

Pixie seen would be the start
upturned nose with freckles topped
smile emblazoned, wide enough
oh so cute would be the phrase
these nymphs allure my roving eye
I'll not complain in reticent
just to know that God has graced
the world with fairies near at hand.

Next would be the pretty ones
sum of the whole becomes the lot
not one feature or the other
yet in the all I praise the world
portrait painted by God's hand
with water color or touch of oils
each impressed on soft vellum
charm of the whole becomes the promise.

Lastly are the ones I don't approach
though it's not right, I'll admit
a wall too high for me to cross
the moat with surface that reflects
gorgeous spilled from beauty's fold
stop my heart, I've seen too much
goddess come to walk the earth
within my vision, a pure idol.

Now you've heard attraction's spread
from cute to pretty and then beyond
each as precious as the last
beautiful as the final stop
all these ways I could describe
with so many friends I am blessed
qualities in spectrum's glow
displaying by those in my life.

© 2017. Sean Green. All Rights Reserved. 20171130.
A friend expressed disbelief and discomfort with others stating admiration of her beauty.  I can relate, not that I have strains of beauty, but I am praised for some things.  I slough off these for my own reasons.  This makes my friend terribly normal, but still a beauty in her own way.  The poem “How Radiant” is about the ways people can be attractive.
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