If You Thought
If you thought me beautiful
I would be
The bright sun playing
In a cherry tree.
If you thought me beautiful
I would know
The thoughts of moonbeams
Dancing slow.
If you thought me beautiful
I would hold
The key to caverns
Full of gold.
If you thought me beautiful
I would look
Like a fairy-tale princess
In a magic book.
poem by Christine Natale
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