Where Did The Beauty Go?

I was at one time so young and so fair,
Not the withered old woman that you see there.
My face tinged with pink, with a youthful glow,
Where did the beauty go?

My waist was so slender, a handspan's girth,
My smile was alive with such girlish mirth,
And blonde hair that shone like a golden halo,
Where did the beauty go?

Young men were rivals to bid for my hand,
Nothing left now but a worn wedding-band,
Dull are the bright eyes that captured him so,
Where did the beauty go?

Yes, a withered old woman before your eyes,
But I have been loved by a man good and wise,
My arms have been filled with my loving children,
The beauty now shines from within.