You are a blessing without disguise,
And yet you take me by surprise;
Your radiant goodness lights my day,
Your sparkling eyes, two lights at play;
Your smile, the sweetness of a child,
A kindly look, so soft and mild;
I stop and look, I hesitate,
What with your face can I equate? -
A DaVinci Angel, half turned away,
Innocence, gently portrayed.
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