Fearless Females

I can't lie.

I have always loved my toes.

They are so petite,

unlike my nose.

And my belly button,

a mini-innie.

Am I allowed to like myself?

My full-ish lips

that divide

and pull wide

into a smile.

Am I allowed

to be proud

of the things I can do?

Of catching mice

and squishing a cockroach

(but I won't do it twice).

Of carrying two babies

my belly stretched

the marks etched

forever mine.

Of nursing with the breasts

that others attacked

and tried to shame me

of their purpose,

in fact.

Can I share

that you too

are beautiful

beyond compare?

For how you look

and fill your days.

For all you do

and all your ways.

I am me

and you are you.

Each so unique

cherished and pure.

Perfect in Christ,

you're the one He chose.

So love yourself

and your pretty toes.