God? Make Me Pretty Poem by Daniel Tyree

Dear God,
It's me again.
It's afact that you made manatees have vocal cords
But no ears.
That's amazing!
Now, I'm asking for something just as amazing.
I have never ever needed your help
More than I do this very second.
God?
Can you make me pretty?
God?
Why is life unfair?
I know that the fire at Christmas was an accident.
The tree caught on fire
And it spread so fast that we didn't have much time
To get out of the house.
My mom says it's a miracle I'm even alive.
Thans God.
Thanks for saving me.
Thanks for making the firemans
Strong to get me out.
Thanks for making the doctors
Perform the surgeries to save me.
You performed a great Miracle God!
Can you perform another one?
The fire made me ugly
Can you make me pretty again?
I shoujld be happy that you saved me.
But God, the fire made me ugly
And I don't look normal.
The other kids see that I'm
Still the same person
Just uglier.
So, why can't you do another thing
Andmake me pretty?
You know what God?
God, it'sa fact that you make miracles.
So God, please make me pretty.
Make me perfect.
Make me pretty.