Poem: Beauty outshines her scars

Moving alone along the street
clothed in pink long gown
to cover her scars. She thinks it's 
ugly. People watching her move 
And wondering who she was? 

Eyes focusing on her,
she felt ashamed. 
Whispers from every corner.
 "she is beautiful"
Surprised she could hear that 
From people.

Folding her arms together,
Looking down as she moves
fast with the pace. 
She can't believe 
what she hears.

Oh! Am I really beautiful with
my scars she thought.
Unknowing to her 
Beauty outshines her scars.

© Blessing Pius