A baby's smile
Moves straight to the heart
And remaining there for the time 
your world allows

A fond memory
Encourages a private smile
And warms you until you let go

How Beautiful is Beautiful
How strong of a grasp does it have
Is beauty once beauty always
Sometimes beauty can change
Change with the days
Working two ways with craze
Motivating sensations of raise
Motivating sensations of rage
Beauty beaten--ugly 
In oppression's cage