She looks at beauty through her eyes
That is how she has been taught since
That a pretty face is adored
And a dark skin is ignored
She is so insecure
She barely believes in herself
Because who would take notice
Of a girl not well dressed
Who would even love her
With all her flaws
But like flowers that thrive
She is also a daisy that blooms
She dances with the wind
She gives color to the field
And as she follows the light
then she’ll realise
That true beauty is not only seen through the eyes
“Do not let your adorning be external-the braiding of hair and the putting on of gold jewelry, or the clothing you wear-
but let your adorning be the hidden person of the heart with the imperishable beauty of a gentle and quiet spirit, which in God’s sight is very precious.” 1 Peter 3:3-4