Beautiful people don't fall from the sky,
They're crafted from moments, they learn to fly. With each step they take, they paint the earth, In hues of kindness, and joyous mirth.
They're born from struggles, from tears that flow, Through trials and triumphs, they come to know. The beauty within, the strength they hold,

In hearts of gold, their stories unfold.
They rise from ashes, like a phoenix bright,
Embracing imperfections, they shine so bright. Their laughter rings like a melody sweet, In their presence, life feels complete.
They're not just faces, they're souls that glow, With compassion and grace, they gently bestow. Their warmth and love, like a gentle breeze,

In a world of chaos, they bring peace.
So remember, beautiful people don't fall from the sky, They're nurtured and cherished, they learn to fly. With each passing moment, they spread their light,
Guiding us through darkness, shining ever bright.

© Thabiso Dube