God Loves Ugly

They said I should be proud of
the red dots on my face.
I should embrace the curves on my hips and my chest,
they're gifts,
not curses.

They said I should love the Bob
and the thick glasses
and the braces
and the pimples
and the big nose
and the way people look at me.

Because
in order to love the plant,
you have to love the seed
and watch it grow.

someone loves those glasses
and those dots
and those curves
and those pimples
and that nose.

Even if God's the only one who ever does.