Mark Lecuona · Feb 1, 2012
You Are Beautiful

What flaw exists
In the presence of your incredible smile?
What blemish exists
In the presence of your creations?
What loneliness exists
In the presence of your children's love?
What fear exists
In the presence of God's revelations?
You know the answer
Breathe
You are beautiful

 
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