Until

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I never thought I was a pretty girl,
Until I knew you found me one.

I was never a fan of my smile,
Until you told me it made the whole world stop for a while.

I was never a fan of my hands,
I found them huge for a girl
Until you told me they make the perfect caravan.

I never liked my legs,
Found them a little too broad for a lass
Until you told me that they looked stunning when I take that stance.

I never liked my voice,
How it went louder when I heard a funny piece of my choice.
Until you told me that it sounded like a melody ,chiming to the tune of beauty.

I never liked my hair,
Until you told me about their swaying when the wind blowed and how they perfected the canvas of my face.

I never liked my eyes,
Just a boring brown sight
Until you mentioned me how they turned golden when the sun shone and how mesmering they were to look at ,at a full moon night.

Thank you for letting me know that I was more than I thought I was,and letting me see beyond I saw.

Thankyou for letting me see me,
Me

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This is a poem about self love, because you are the most beautiful creation of God.

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