When you look at me,
you see me through children’s eyes,
you see a world filled with laughs,
where no one cries.
When you look at me,
you hear the birds, they sing,
you smell the flowers of the gardens,
where bees don’t sting.
When you,
Oh, when you look at me,
perfection is all you see,
but don’t be fooled by the looks of me.
Trust me baby,
there are faults and flaws beneath,
nobody is perfect –
not even me.
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What heart-warming words! A great poem. I love it! 🙂
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Thanks so much! I appreciate it! 🙂
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What lovely words! 🙂
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Thank you Lulu! 🙂
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Lovely poem my friend. James
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Thank you very much James! 🙂
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Oh this is wonderful, and the photo is stunning.
🙂
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Thank you so much Staci Lys! I really appreciate it. 🙂
Yes, indeed it is. When I found this incredible photo online I knew it was just perfect for this little poem. 😉
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Wow… Indeed graceful..!!!
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Thank you for your kind words! 🙂
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You’re welcome 🙂
When you have your time, I would appreciate your opinion on my posts 🙂
Thanks in advance 🙂
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I’ll be checking out your blog as soon as I’ve got some time on my hands. 😉
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This is… Beautiful!
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Thank you so much wanderingviolet! 😉
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You are very welcome! 😀
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