sometimes she doesn't see her own smile
she's happy and laughing
but she cannot see how important she is
she cannot see the sun shining through her skin
or the joy she brings others when her eyes glimmer with dreams,
when her true beauty is visible, she becomes blind
and when she causes so much contagious joy,
i can only hope she'll see how it affects me and everyone else
not yet can she see it,
but there's a true spark in her soul, it is quiet and shy,
but beautiful and thriving, telling stories as her years progress
that spark spreads to all who she meets
and this wonderful girl has such love and sparkle in her eyes,
it's miraculous, yet sad
because sometimes, the best things in life cannot be seen
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My Own Poetry
PoetryThese are mainly free-writes about a moment in time, some I have experienced, others I have not. All poems are written by me, use with credit! Also- don't forget to smile more!
