~Created In Love~

Come my child, let me tell you about myself.
I am your creator, your father up here in the clouds.
You are the sparkle that shines in my eyes,
the one I look after both day and night.

I made you with my hands,
and avoided your selfish demands.
Like the ones for a smaller nose,
and longer hair I suppose.

I am in grief, my heart in pain,
when you speak out my name
cursing the features I've created for you.
They are planned in perfection,
and made just for you.

See, the features you despise,
are the ones that I like.
The bump on your nose,
is as perfect as perfect can go.

Your round little tummy,
I fill with my honey.
And your long lanky arms,
I caress with all charm.

Every word that is negative,
everything you disgrace,
even though you don't mean to,
its a slap in my face.

Don't be so hateful,
enjoy what you have.
You were created in perfection,
with my very own hands.

Gifts are a blessing,
like humor and grace.
The things I enjoy most,
are the features I've made.

Do not be ashamed
of the creation I've made.
You were created in perfection above.
My dear child, you were created in love.