Your Looks

Never worry about how you look As I stared into a calm brook, Don't worry about makeup or facelifts The way you look are truly all gifts. Wrinkles mean that you have laughed So, you don't need a graft, And when your life became a whirlwind You chuckled, and you also grinned. Gray hairs mean that you have cared Other people's problems you have help and shared, You held and wept with them when they cried Your hair should not be dyed. Scars show where you have been And how your life did truly begin, And when to strangers you have arrived Your scars showed them that you have survived. So, I say be happy with your appearance Don't let a mirror or people be an interference, As people can judge stories by the cover of books Please I say, never worry about your looks. Randy L. McClave