She was beautiful

She was beautiful.
Not just by her actions,
But by her heart
By her soul and by the Spirit within her.
She was beautiful.
By the tears she cried when she was sad.
By the way she crinkled her nose when she laughed.
And by the way her smile could light up a room.
She was beautiful.
But did she believe it?
No.
She couldn't see the way she was beautiful.
The way her eyes shone when she laughed.
Or how when she smiled it was as contagious as a yawn.
She couldn't see that everyone thought she was beautiful.
Everyone that is...but her.