Skin Deep?

"He is one lucky man, and I know beauty is only skin deep, but damn, you would have to skin her twice." I heard those words and tried so desperately not to laugh at the slurred "secrets" of a drunk man. I am forever amused by the looks, the glances, the want I see so clearly now that for years were never sent my direction. Yes, I see them now, and though I am appreciative, I know that people like you will never see my true beauty....the beauty that has been here all along. The beauty that took years to cultivate....like the oak......it impressed no one until it finally grew large enough to make you pay attention. So, I turn my head, smile, and find my "lucky man".......because he saw what was beneath the surface!