When he tells me I'm beautiful
What do I say
When he tells me I'm beautiful
and I don't feel that way
When he tells me I'm beautiful
my eyes start to fill
When he tells me I'm beautiful
beautiful still
When he tells me I'm beautiful
I love him even more
When he tells me I'm beautiful
it brings me up from the floor
When he tells me I'm beautiful
I feel like I can fight like a girl
When he tells me I'm beautiful
beautiful still
When he tells me I'm beautiful
what do I say
When he tells me I'm beautiful
and he loves me any way
7 comments:
Don't say anything; just believe it. Because it's true. All the really cool people think so <3
You are beautiful!!!!! What a wonderful poem!
I spend too much time on Facebook...I just tried to find the "like" button on Rachel's comment. :) So instead I'll say DITTO!! Just believe honey.
AWESOME!Very well written and just believe it Heather, it's all true!
Laurie
You are beautiful, from head to toe, inside and out! I love the poem!
It's hard to believe it, isn't it? But believe him. Hair loss is so hard. It hurts. It makes you feel so naked. But after some time, you will appreciate how "easy" it is to get ready in the morning. I hope you are feeling better today. I read a couple of your blogs - I haven't been on here in quite some time. I'm sorry you are feeling so yucky. Hang on, and count down every single one of those nasty treatments. I'll be praying for you.
BELIEVE HIM!!! :) Thinking of you!
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