When we see a wilted flower

We recall the wondrous life that was

An aging actress appears on the screen

But her past beauty does not elude us

The lover we lost,

Only the loving thoughts seem to linger

Though the superficial faded

The beauty remained

That which we admired

Those whom we desired

They who we loved

Will always remain in our hearts

As the paragon of beauty

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