People say they make you a flea.

It's always the first thing they see.

They don't go very far

Looking underneath the scar

To find the person. Just nobody.

True, it defines some feature

Of a still beautiful creature

In every way.

So I say.

They are priceless treasure.

They make you stand up tall

Telling others about your fall.

You and only you

Got up, true?

Only strength can define that miracle.