The tears of beauty once flooded the heavens above,
that quality of a woman that every man used to love.
she cried her hearts content for she was ageing,
a desire to stay young forever left her aching.
the gods decided to confront her in order to prevent a deluge,
but her thoughts had turned as ugly to meet them she'd refuse.
and as her sorrow increased with time she did turn ugly,
but to her little son it didn't matter to him she was lovely.
from then on beauty became just a phase of life that passed away,
but every bossom which truly loves can see her till this day