Beautiful

Beautiful 

Beautiful is what she is

Hurt is what has her heart

No one knew the things she been through 

But all they could see was that smile.

She takes every step prepared for 

Anything 

She lives alone in her mind , but never alone at heart.

How could you hate such a beautiful soul 

And such a heart of gold 

Although behind the smiles there are endless tears

Who knew such a strong one could be broken.

But God knows where it all lies.

But today is the day 

The day to celebrate her

For she is...

Beautiful 

This poem is about: 
My family

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