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