I met up with a friend who's a new mum on the weekend.
I joked: "It's just like playing dolls again."
Tiny feet just like the baby dolls you have when you're growing up.
But when mum and daughter play those eyes light up, oblivious to the attention of everyone in the cafe, mum delights in showing off her giggling content baby.
That's beauty. Innocence really.
Sad that we take that innocence and throw it into the mix to mix it up with other motives.
Once they take that beauty and use it to evoke these emotions just to sell you laundry powder or toilet paper - it's something different.
People are in love with youth and beauty - youth has a use-by date (on the outside). Beauty doesn't.
Beside us in the cafe were two women. A young woman taking her elderly grandmother out for morning tea.
Mesmerizing beauty - and I'm not talking about the young girl's appearance. I'm talking about her heart.
They were engrossed in conversation. How wonderful! - said my friend.
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