They say "beautiful" is an overused word,
But it is not to me,
For simply because beauty blossoms in numerous places,
Its value is not diminshed in any respect.
Would one consider the word "green" overworked,
Since countless objects portray it?
No, beauty, too, is everywhere;
One is not required to search immensely.

Beautiful is the sunset;
Beautiful are the trees.
Beautiful are the mountains;
Beautiful is the sea.
Beautiful is the view,
Full of fields and streams,
Of meadows and ferns.
Beautiful is a bouquet of flowers,
And beautiful is a smile.
Beautiful is a rainbow;
Beautiful is a child.
Beautiful is a friend,
And although it you can't see,
Beautiful is the person inside, yes,
Beautiful is everything.