Who does see

I always wanted to have a talent. Always wished I could dance, sing, paint....something.

If I had a talent, obvious it was not.

I searched in my mind. I looked around. I thought surely someday I would find that one thing that shined through my hands, voice, or act.

But...Time went on.

I wondered if others might know something of me that I do not.  

Are the eyes of others bigger than mine, opened wider, filled with sunlight?

Or is it, that I see me as real, a simple person standing on this earth with heartfelt love at the core.

Is that enough?

…To each their own.