A life of a being ugly it was always that way,
Until a special girl came into my life one day.
She was beautiful, kind, considerate, not mean!
With a girl with those traits beauty means nothing!
She was the girl, the girl of my dreams.
The one that threw rocks over the streams.
She gave me bravery and made me not shy.
For all of this I asked her why?
She told me that I am beautiful within,
That beauty is not from a bobby pin,
Or how we get to do our hair,
Beauty comes from the people who share!