We are perfectly imperfect,
We each have our flaws,
Be it noses too big,
Or jutting out jaws.
We are never content,
With the body we're given,
And it could always be better,
The life that we're livin'.
But stop for a minute and look what you've got :
Don't pay it no mind, to the blemish or spot.
We all have a beauty that radiates from within,
Whether we're tall, or we're short, or chubby or thin.
We can all be kind, and more thoughtful to others.
These bodies we wear are only our covers.
So don't view yourself as an imperfect being.
That smile you have, people all should be seeing.
Don't hide it away, show it off and be bold.
It's so more precious that treasure or gold.
If you share it around, it could change some body's day.
You are perfectly imperfect, and that's good its o.k.
Copyright © Gina Jones | Year Posted 2021
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