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IT IS OUR HEART THAT HOLDS THE KEY
He noticed her lips were quivering as she ran to him…
He saw the tears falling from her eyes
“He called me ugly, Daddy.” She cried.
“Can you please tell me why?”
A father never wants to see his daughter hurting
does not want to see her come to any harm.
So he closed his eyes and held her close
once she ran into his arms.
“It is his heart that’s ugly.” He said.
“For it is our heart that holds the key
as we gaze upon the world…
to how much beauty we will see.”
“I’m sad he called you ugly…
but sadder still...by far
his heart may never let him see…
how beautiful you are.”
