Perfectly Imperfect

All that is beautiful belongs to her soul A natural vivid sense of energy blessed kind An imperfect perfection absolute not a role A brilliance so bright that in fact it blinds Expressed strongly in her belief with harmony Needless conceit for it was not in her nature All craved for the beauty she held ardently Pointless like makeup to her was not major Beautiful vibes blossomed from inside Richest of spirits and a heart so very tender Not good nor bad she had nothing to hide Lived life to its fullest with all of its splendor She was kind Poetry flowing with such grace When she spoke her voice sounded like angels Her essence was as pure as was her face Felt only love for all and for hate contained null Hatred was not within her being For she saw only what was beauty Evil in the world she wasn’t seeing To bring joy to life she felt was her duty Inspired by my youngest Aaliya Marie ….