She Says She's Not Beautiful

She says she's not beautiful, but she never saw herself smiling when she does the things she love. The way her lips form a grin, the genuine joy in her laughter, the flicker in her eyes when she's lost in her world of creativity. She says she's not beautiful, but she never witnessed the sparkle in her eyes when she talks about her passions and dreams, the way how her face lights up when she talks about her favorites. She says she's not beautiful, but she doesn’t see herself giggle when she plays with her dogs. The way her cheeks glow when she takes care of them, and the way her face brightens up when she speaks how they made her day. Oh, that image is one of my most favorite, favorite views in the world. She says she's not beautiful, but she overlooks the warmth in her voice when she comforts a friend or shares laughter with loved ones. She says she's not beautiful, but she never saw how she stands, the way she presents herself, how she walks and spe...