Your sweet as honey, your smile bright
as the sunshine of noonday fare.
Your sparkling blue eyes are like
the brightest evening star.
Your laughter a song in the
spring breeze of early light.
Your as lovely as the white dove
flying in the wind.
Your loved by all who have ever
layed there eyes upon you
Your like the pink rose in bloom.
Your Loved by all.
copywright 05-10-2002 Cindy L. Rasey