While others were blind to his beauty, I was clear in vision
While others were cruel, I held compassion
When others threw stones, I smothered him in love
When he left due to his fear and sadness, my heart grew cold, so cold that it shattered
Withering from loss, I could not function
Why did others have to be so cruel?
Why did they have to tear down an innocent duckling just because he was different?
Why do others feel justified threw such horrendous actions?
Whatever those reasons may be, I hope one day he realizes that not only is he
gorgeous from the inside but he is stunning from the out.