Beauty of Woman

Beauty of Woman
Laijon Liu 20150123

June is your smile, July is your eyes
and August must be your song
sunshine brings blazing colors of summer's day

Beauty exists. Yes! it's also in your broken heart
like midnight violin plays melancholic tune
slowly echoes your memory of black & blue

A mother cradling her infant child, sings lullaby
her babe is her world, her child is her savior
and in her arms her baby sweetly sleeps

Those red maple leaves, frosted evergreen twigs
like your wrinkles through the passing years
permanently beautiful, permanently warm

Note:
For moms, grandmas, women raising their family.