They say that beauty
is in the eye
of the beholder.
But I say beauty
is the Christ
who died for me.
I see only
through a glass
darkly.
He sees the person
I will grow
to be.
He works daily
on my changes,
alittle here and alittle there.
Oh the finished work
He will complete it
with kindness and with loving care.
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