Autumn leaves are falling
How magical it all seems.
What could this possibly mean?
I see you letting go of the beauty
You once possessed.
I can see you becoming more mature
As youth is being erased.
How lovely one becomes
When outward appearance
is no longer the obsession.
My true beauty comes to light
As my youthful looks fade.
And in the Spring
A new chapter comes
A Butterfly revealed.