Lynn

I wrote this to a friend of mine, who can't see themselves the way they are. They only see there mistakes.

Through your mirror,

a stained glass window,

 
through your eyes,

a twisted reflection,

never viewing,

the honest image.

You can’t see yourself,

the way i do.

Your lost in your mistakes,

i found you through the haze.

Beauty is in the eye,

of the beholder.

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[Hoosier Belle]

Awesome write here, among truth!