Her beauty ever so softly shines,
like the sun of morning dew.
Sparkles in my eyes,
Like a star shines true.
To touch a gift by heart or hand,
To think If could be in her thoughts.
Is a gift far greater,
Than any ever bought.
Maybe forever a dream or vision,
Is all she'll ever be.
Just to know and love her beauty,
This is what my heart choses to see.