What Is Beauty?    

What Is Beauty?     short poem

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If My Face Was Deform, Would You Say, That I Was Ugly?
If I Was A Little Over Weight, Could You Still See My Beauty?
Does Beauty Have Anything To Do With My Complexion?
Can Beauty Get Me A Job, With Out Having The Qualification?
Is Beauty Important Or Is It Just An Appearance?
Is Beauty Something A Child Receive From Their Parents?
Does Beauty Have Anything To Do With What I Wear?
Is Beauty Forever Or Does It Eventually Disappear?
Is Beauty In My Voice Or Is It My Personality?
Can You Tell Me, What’s Your Definition Of Beauty?

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Cindy Christmas is an International Author. Cindy was born on February 27, 1985, in the small Island of Barbados. Her parents are Carol Christmas and Grantley Reeves. Cindy has an older brother from her mother named, Marvyn Christmas. Cindy is the only child, on her father's side. Cindy's mother Carol, named Cindy, after her favorite singer, Cyndi Lauper. The last name Christmas came from Dominica.Cindy's mother Carol, moved to New York, when Cindy was only a year old. Cindy was raised by MariAnne Christmas who was Carol's mother.  In January 1998, Cindy had moved to America to live with her mother,  because her grandmother MariAnne wasn’t able to take care of Cindy anymore.  At twelve years old, Cindy went to Saint Thomas Moore Elementary School. After Cindy graduated from there, she went to Excel High School. Cindy then decided to further her education by attending Penn Foster College, she was studying to get her Bachelor's degree in Criminal Justice. However, Cindy wasn’t able to finish her studies at Penn Foster College. As a teenager, Cindy used to spend most of her time listening to music, drawing and writing. Cindy used to write down her feelings on paper, because she was too shy, to express herself to anyone, so if Cindy was feeling angry, sad, happy or any kind of emotions at all, she would write them down. Cindy was writing from the age of thirteen. Cindy is currently studying to get her Bachelor's degree in Accounting.  Cindy got pregnant at eighteen years old, and she has a beautiful daughter named Cristal Christmas. Cristal was born on July 28, 2004 in America at Washington Hospital. One day Cindy wrote a poem as a joke and she sent it to a poetry company, and the company wanted to publish Cindy's poem and put it in their own book, so that's what inspired Cindy to write books. You can contact Cindy at cindyxmas@outlook.com. Cindy's website misscindychristmas.tk 
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