I stopped to lend a helping hand
To one I did not know,
And in her eyes I saw myself,
A face that seemed to glow.
I realized that what she saw
Was not just simply me,
She saw me through a lens of you;
The “me” I ought to be.
I liked the look of who I saw
When she saw me through you,
And all it took was loving as
You’ve told me I should do.
For it was not that I had changed,
It was her point of view;
I looked more perfect through the love
That I learned watching you.
I understand more clearly now
The wonder of your grace,
And pray that I’ll see more of me
Reflected through your face.
The photo is a blessing from TF, my wonderful room mate from college! Thank you!
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