To concentrate on seeing beauty, the beautification of your environment, living out in farmlands acre after acre of cornfields, bon fire in your backyard, a chicken coupe of chicks henpecking pure white in color, green vegetable garden expansive like a red carpet a yellow brick road, a pathway to Heaven, water rushing Niagara Falls falling in splashes heavy rains, farms watered, cows full with a diet of pure green grass.
Cows with full udders, softly gently milked with the curious hands of a child, a farm self sustaining, a small schoolyard in the distance, over the hills not too far away, a sandbox in which to play, a treasure chest buried in the bottom of this sandbox. Jewels and coins, dolls with which to play.
Loving all you see, the sense of your touch soft on your hands, a drink sweet and cool in your mouth, pure fresh air as beautiful aroma to your nose, breathing with a rhythm as the fresh farmland air enters your nostrils, forests yonder cultivating raspberries, walking along with a full basket of fruit, everywhere you are beauty follows and beauty leads.
To look in a mirror and to see the most beautiful person in the world. Blow her a kiss!!!
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