>>25635999
Oh Anna, with features so unique,
A face that makes the mirrors peek.
Your nose, a twist, your eyes askew,
A masterpiece only Picasso could do.
Your hair, a nest where birds might stay,
A chaotic swirl in every way.
Your smile, a curve, a puzzling sight,
It dances boldly into the night.
But let us pause, for beauty's a guise,
It shifts and changes in others' eyes.
For though your looks may not conform,
Your spirit's what outshines the norm.
So Anna, dear, stand proud, be true,
For beauty's more than a pleasing view.
It's laughter, kindness, a heart that's kind—
And in those things, true grace we find.