What If…

What if
Beauty
were
my hair?
(It has always been,
and when it is,
I am at my most
comfortable.)
And nothing more:
not size,
not angle.
Just shine.

What if
Beauty
were
my eyes?
(I have always loved them,
they are my favorite
color: grey.)
And nothing more:
not photogenia,
not perfection.
Just shine.

What if
Beauty
were
my laugh?
(From my gut and heart,
up from the
tips of my toes,
like gods giggle.)
And nothing more:
Not numbers,
not ratios.

Just shine.

JustLaugh

 

 

 

 

 

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2 thoughts on “What If…

    • That’s the moment that inspired the thought. The words came as I was opening my front door after looking for maps (unsuccessfully) at Half Price Books. Came in, dropped my purse (it’s still by the sofa where it landed), put up the post. Took a picture of my laughing. Added the Dustin bit. That has been the middle of my afternoon.

      And thank you, Susannah. You are, as you always are, awesome.

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