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Beauty That Is Never Old Post by :Spaced_Cadet Category :Poems Author :James Weldon Johnson Date :October 2011 Read :3172

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Beauty That Is Never Old

When buffeted and beaten by life's storms,
When by the bitter cares of life oppressed,
I want no surer haven than your arms,
I want no sweeter heaven than your breast.

When over my life's way there falls the blight
Of sunless days, and nights of starless skies;
Enough for me, the calm and steadfast light
That softly shines within your loving eyes.

The world, for me, and all the world can hold
Is circled by your arms; for me there lies,
Within the lights and shadows of your eyes,
The only beauty that is never old.





(The end)
James Weldon Johnson's poem: Beauty That Is Never Old

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