Plain

You’ve always seen yourself as plain,
Yet I see beauty to reveal:
Not flaws, but marks that show a life
And all you’ve felt, or yet may feel,

For what is obvious to me
Of you in whole, and in each part,
Is the plain gold that is your worth
And that great glory that is your

Lost

 
Heart

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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