A thought that was once made

amongst the sands of the earth

Made in the hands of God

It is perfection

A seed peacefully placed in the dirt

of a mother to be

Growing month by month

It is perfection

Her eyes so blue like the sea

Her skin brown like the sand it edges upon

His lips so soft

It is perfection

With tenderness and care

My joy being refilled

With the passion of confidence

And the smell of your fragrance

It is perfection

Creation made with your love

Touching those who come in contact

Love is within yourself

it is a prerogative

I am perfection

This poem is generally about, from birth, God has created you with all the uniquness in the world. To know that God personally created every single feature about you is perfection in itself. Continuing to know that you were created out of perfection, think of yourself of nothing less than that. You were created to not look or be someone else. You are your own person for a reason. To be able to give something different to the world that noone else was meant to give. It is perfection. You are perfection.