Where does beauty live?

In the eyes, hair, smile?

If not cultivated and grown

from the heart

can it be true?

I didn’t choose to change my smile

gaping hole did not make me

less whole

It taught me that comedy is not

limited to things that are

funny

but that relying on exterior

is inferior

to residing beneath the

surface

***

Vanity forces me to

play

to tease myself silly

and share

vulnerability

To use what I have to

model for my

daughters

that beauty and humor

don’t need a

groomer

that courage and

intelligence

a light step and big heart

are the biggest and truest

forms of

art