*a poem I wrote for my momma* The Beauty Within Her Look into this mirror every day, But do not look only skin deep, Do not look at your scalp for it has no hair and shows not your true beauty, Do not look at your face and neck for they have spots which show not your true beauty, Instead look into your eyes, Your beautiful blue eyes which are the windows into your soul, For they show the turmoil you are facing, For they show your kindness and caring, For they show your story, Your inner beauty is as beautiful as a rose, A rose in which only one has grown and which no words can describe, Yes the rose has thorns like any other, However the thorns show the trials you have been though and are going through, They show not the harm you cause to others of which none is intentional, This rose is surrounded closely by weeds, Theses weeds represent people in which are trying to put you down and drain you, Yet this beautiful rose lasts through it all and continues to live, Throughout all of these circumstances this rose continues to share its beauty with all, As throughout your tribulations you continue to pour life and love into this family.
Posted on: Tue, 16 Sep 2014 00:46:38 +0000
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