Through Your Eyes

If I look at myself

Through your eyes

My goodness shines

In ways it hadn't before.

I can see my loyalty,

My kind and giving nature.

The way I forgive easily

And laugh even easier.

Suddenly my faults appear smaller,

Less significant.

They seem to be overshadowed by the good.

Like they don't matter.

Maybe they really don't.

When I am able to focus on the good in myself,

I'm a different person.

It affects me deeply,

As I see the possibilities.

I think I should keep looking at myself

Through your eyes.