The Incredible Life
A face littered with blemishes and coasre skin,
and dark, yet bright eyes that show years of wear and tear.
Lashes as gentle as a butterfly wing, able to fly free
without the weight of stereotypical beauty.
Teeth, straightened from steel forged by hard working men
and women, that refuse to follow directions.
A loud,booing laugh that demands to be heard in a crowded room.
The generosity that looks beyond monetary value or time to
help out those in need, and done with a bright smile.
The deep sadness that seems to never go away,
bubbles up past the laughs and good times to remind me
of how I truly feel.
Somehow, the no filter component of my phone camera allows me to
see how I truly am, which helps me to learn of just how
incredible my story is.
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