A Poem By Audrey Hepburn read out at her funeral, I saw this the other day and was inspired to try to write my own version, I hope this is allowed to be shared on WOL

To have attractive lips, speak kind words. To have a loving look, look for the good side of people. To look skinny, share your food with the hungry. To have beautiful hair, let a child cross it with his own fingers once a day. To have a beautiful poise, walk knowing you're never alone, because those who love and loved you accompany you. People, even more than objects, need to be fixed, spoiled, awakened, wanted and saved: never give up on anyone. Remember, if you ever need a hand, you'll find them at the end of both your arms. When you become old, you will discover that you have two hands, one to help yourself, the second to help others. The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, in her face or in her way of fixing her hair. The beauty of a woman is seen in her eyes, because that is the door open to her heart, the source of her love.The beauty of a woman doesn't lie in her makeup, but the true beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It is the tenderness that gives love, the passion that it expresses. The beauty of a woman grows over the years

 

My version - Beauty Tips 

To have attractive lips, speak only of truth and kindness

to have a loving look, seek out another persons goodness

To have a slim figure, share your food with many others

to have beautiful hair, twirl it as a child would her mothers

To have beautiful poise, know you will never walk alone

show patience and empathy to others just like your own

People like objects need to be fixed, wanted, relished

relationships should be nurtured, prized and cherished

If you ever require a hand, remember that you have two

one to assist others in need and another one to help you

The beauty of a woman is not shown in what she wears

in how she does her make up or how she styles her hair

The beauty of a woman is shown deep down in her eyes

the door to the love in her heart, a love that never dies

The beauty of a woman is reflected in her soul and her spirit

her tenderness and love grows over the years, it has no limit