Don'T Come To My House

Don't come to my house. I'm not fashion trendy. I'm not style savvy. I'm not a "make-up And foundation" person. I haven't waxed My legs. I haven't tweezed My brows. I haven't had my Facials. I haven't Colored my hair. I haven't yet Manicured nor Pedicured. Don't come to my house, For if you come, you'll Come seeking my Physical beauty… And push me Out of my Comfort-zone. You are not my hubby Who loves me just the way I am. With him, I can make do With the barest minimum That makes me feel Neat and tidy… For he loves me Even if I look untidy ;) (Poem themed on Acceptance)