A Gift more valuable than Gold

We are not beauty queens
Or captains of the football team
Nor the sons and daughters of the rich
We are the invisible ones

God did not bestow on us the superficial
Our gifts lie below our skin
Not outwardly apparent
But they are there

However You
The ones who feel worthless and picked on
You are blessed
In you grows empathy and compassion

Though the soil is rocky and the manure of vicious taunts
Seems foul and stings
in time the manure will mellow
your skin thicken

But only enough
You see God did not bestow on you the superficial
Your gift is much to precious
Your gift is a pure heart
Something much to valuable to lay exposed