Sunday, October 26, 2014

Sometimes you look pretty.

I've never thought I was pretty.
In fact,
I've spent a lot of time
thinking that I looked like

But lately,
as I've walked in the sun,
I've looked at my shadow
and admired the way
my hair falls behind my shoulders.

When I lace my fingers together,
I love feeling the size and shape
of my hands.

And last night,
(I'll be honest)
I spent an hour
looking at pictures of myself,
thinking
What if I came at these
thinking that I was pretty?

So I tried it,
and it wasn't too hard.

There are a lot of situations
where you look pretty.

Sometimes you look pretty
because you love your best friends.


Sometimes you look pretty
because you're on the top of a mountain
that you just climbed.


Sometimes you look pretty
because you're admiring a sunset.


Sometimes you look pretty
because you're pretending to be
a Russian spy
at a murder mystery.


Sometimes you look pretty
because you made friends
with a lamb
at a county fair.


Sometimes you look pretty
because you're hugging a tree.


Sometimes you look pretty
because you love your parents.


Sometimes you look pretty
because you're a little bit sunburnt
and you think it's funny
to dress up like a pioneer.


Sometimes you look pretty
because you're having
a stinkin good hair day.


Sometimes you look pretty
because you're playing
at a playground.


Sometimes you look pretty
because you're being crazy.


What I'm trying to say is
sometimes you look pretty.

And that's just true.

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