new poems... my philosophy class allows me to be quite creative
Recognizable Heart
You are beautiful beyond recognition
it matters not
if your hair is tied
in blue ribbons and barrettes
it matters not
if your clothes are crisp
or clean or new
It just doesn't matter to me
if you morph into someone
that my eyes have never seen
for your beauty lies
between your mind and soul
in the place called heart
you could gray
and wrinkle
lose hair
gain weight
and your beauty would remain
1 comment:
i liked both the poem and the first comment that responded to it. all i have to say is, i wish we were still writing songs together. (or, you write, i just figure out something to play!) :)
hope you're doing well, katie...
in Him.
keemin.
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