Beauty comes in so many shapes, in so many colors
In so many faces, in so many ways
There is no shame in a full moon.
You admire it, it is an event. It's magic and special.
You do not look upon the full moon and wish upon it contours that are not there.
You do not look upon a full moon and wish it was a crescent moon, that it was a waxing or waning gibbous.
Why then, do you look at your moon shaped face and wish it differently?
You are a full moon.
You are an event.
You are magic and special.