don’t forget the dimples
or the small peach fuzz
or the small freckles on your skin
don’t forget how they got there
the scars, their stories
and everything in between
don’t forget the softness
or the suppleness
or even the beauty within
don’t forget what you’ve done
or the lessons you’ve learned
or every fall you’ve suffered
or every cliff you’ve climbed
don’t forget that you’re amazing
or that you are loved
and don’t forget to love
those around you
and that special one…
the one beneath your skin
beauty
a distorted sound
a voice sounds different
to anyone but none so much
as the one behind it
no one song is the same
to any different life
experience changes internal
what could sound strange
may come across as beautiful
that which is distorted
may be quite exquisite
the perfect stage
an expanse of crystal clear
a shade so easy on the eyes
like a caribbean sea or
land-locked fresh water
white distorted pillows
hanging from strings held
by a grand puppeteer
deflecting the shine of gold
leaving straight trails
through the endless dome
different shades of crystal
amber and rose
the perfect setting for a play
where a son rises and falls
is lifted into the stars
and into a brand new day
diamond
can’t be cut
can’t be broken
can’t be stained
not just a simple token
can’t crack
can’t sliver
can’t be dull
a diamond delivers
will reflect
will ever shine
will persevere
and never die