My Friend, You Do Not Know

You do not see it, the way you look.

You are a masterpiece, created

in the image of He who sees all.

Your eyes, blue, and as vast as the sea.

Your smile chases all fears from the world.

Your hair is as dark mahogany,

with thick waves that shine in the sunlight.

Your shoulders are strong and supportive.

Your hands, warm and their touch inviting.

How can you not see what others see?

You do not hear it, the way you sound,

Your laugh, as though music to the ear,

and quick wit enthralling those around.

Your song complete, rich, and exquisite.

Your characters and roles engaging,

the cause of many a person’s laughter.

You uplift with every word, shining

light from the very depths of your voice.

Why can you not hear what others hear?

You do not know it, the way you are.

You love God, striving to follow Him.

One cannot stay blue in your presence,

for one look in your eyes creates a

world full of laughter and love, not real.

Your talents shine around you like stars

on that dimly lit stage, and in life.

You are who you are, God’s handiwork,

at its best, a design so perfect.

Why can you not see the way you are?