Seeing Me Poem by Dean Meredith

Seeing Me



Sure she’s ugly
But she’s someone’s daughter
Someone’s little girl
And to her daddy
She’s a princess
We’re all ugly
In some way
How we look
The way we see
And is that wrong?
I don’t know
Who made me judge?
Oh yes …
That would have been me

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