Ones' Face - Poem by crystal ruth
God has given us one face,
he has given us something great
that we take advantage of
Our face is like a work of art
each so similar,
yet different in many ways.
Each work of art he's created
is a beauty that only few notice
and is something that we hardly see
In our own selves.
Beauty is what we all share
but our appearance is what's so different.
It's what makes us so unique
and what makes us an individual.
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