"Beautiful"
I am beautiful and nobody knows it.
Noone can see how physically beautiful i am
I prefer to look in the mirror all day,
But noone else can see it.  i feel like an angel,
in disguise, saying to theodore, "These imperfect bodies
of ours are a perfect disguise!" I tell him.  He asks, "why?"
"Because noone will be able to tell that We Are Really Angels!"
It's true.  I have wings, he has wings, we have the hearts of angels,
yet our bodies have forsaken us, we were born mortal, and
we have grown old.  What do i see in my face?  Trust and Reliability.
I see Character and wisdom, battles fought, mostly won, battles
yet to be fought by me and the person in the mirror. in the mirror
i am looking at a hero, to myself I am a great HEro, and nobody
else has any idea the heartaches and abuses I've endured, the battles fought,
the lessons learned, the Wisdom Won, the Grace Within the heart,
The mighty heart that is my own, how proud i am of myself!
I am beautiful and nobody knows it.  I am in a perpetual disguise.
Little reason to weep, however-- I call heaven my home!
This bodily form is temporary, this earth is temporary
When it forsakes my soul I will make my way back home
I am grateful for my companions in this life, and For Theodore
I am beautiful, and nobody needs to know.
This is a perfect disguise!  I feel like an alien on this earth!
In Jesus' Name,
Amen!////