Her beauty shines bright,
Even though its not there.
Does she even notice,
Or really even care.
To see her without it,
Saddens me to no end.
Does she want my help,
Where would I begin?
To put something back,
I never took away.
When will it return,
When will come that day.
Someday soon all things,
Will be back in there place.
And then a beautiful smile,
Will return to her face.
