Look all around.
What do you see?
The things that surround.
What beauty is to you, is not what it is to me.
There is war,
but there is peace.
People have love, but we truly want more.
We often celebrate the lives of the deceased.
There are storms.
Yet there is sun.
Beauty comes in many forms.
Beauty is what it is to each one.
If there are two that think the same.
I will feel a sense of shame.