They say beauty's
Judged by its beholder
And that it fades
As we get older
But it's really
In the little things
The happiness
That laughter brings
The subtle smile
On her face
The way she walks
Her charm and grace
It's in the way
She looks at me
A gaze as wondrous
As the sea
The mischievous
twinkles in her eyes
Outshine midnight's
Starry skies
Her voice
A singing melody
Her laugh fills
Me with ecstasy
To end here
Would be typical
But beauty's more
Than physical
It's what's inside
That really counts
Character's what
Truly amounts
To the joy we feel
With each new day
The reason I can
Truly say
I love you
And I mean it
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