You get up in the morning
Your face is lined and creased
You daren’t look in the mirror
It’s the sight you most like least
Your mouth is dry and smelly
Your body feels it’s age
Remember, God still loves you
You’re written on His page.
He chose you from the catalogue
Of all He has created
And when you gave your yes to Him
The heavens were elated
You do not have to prove yourself
He loves you as you are
So be content with how you look
To Him you are His star.
