By Grace I Have Freckles On My Face

My face has never been crystal clear

There have always been little dots along my cheeks and nose

As a little girl they created in me fear

Oh how I wish that little girl had felt free to expose

 

I no longer feel insecure about my face full of imperfections

The freckles on my face are like stars in the sky

Each spot makes me see that I was designed with perfection

I am no longer bound to covering up the stars and be shy

 

I now get excited for the season of summer

The sunshine soaks into my face and the freckles begin to grow

I like to think of each freckle as a flower in a different shade of color

My face full of flowers has a natural glow

 

I am free from the enslavement of makeup foundation

CoverGirl, I don’t want your product to cover up my uniqueness

I do not need this world’s affirmation

Hollywood’s picture of perfection does not bring me completeness

 

My freckles are beautiful

Each speckle shows my personality inside my heart

Each dot makes me feel youthful

The rays from the sun creates on my face a beautiful piece of art

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