Beautiful things are often imperfect,
The woman who talks too loud when she's excited,
The boy with the stutter when he is nervous,
The painted hands of an artist,
The charming accent of the foreigner,
The snort of an infectious laugh,
The smile lines of the elderly,
The stretch marks of an expectant mother,
The freckles from a day in the sun,
The wild nature of curly hair,
Are all beautiful.
Beauty is not derived from perfection,
Because to be beautiful, is to be human,
A reflection of God's form.
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An Ode to Muses to Kalliope
PoetryThis poetry collection explores regret, isolation, philosophy, with a sprinkling of guilt. Historical references are encouraged! If you're just going through the motions of life, whether it be blissful or difficult, these poems are great companions...
