by just looking at it one might draw some negative conclusions for the case is well worn it’s wooden shell shows its age and how hard it’s been handled over the years some parts are tarnished resembling the color of gray hair other parts are dented and i doubt work anymore but when you look inside it still maintains its youthful beauty my old kaleidoscope
i’ve forgotten what was so important yesterday and the day before seems as if my priorities are written on beach sand what i perceived as beauty has also changed or perhaps it was never my idea of beauty but some marketing department’s campaign for products found on aisle 3 it really doesn’t matter so much now for i’ve come to realize that true beauty is self–defined it’s found in a lover’s eyes a child’s gentle smile a hand willing to hold on tights when fear pulls on you beliefs such things are constants tho in reality constants do change but the change is reciprocal to your changes
