The sun slightly graces
Your face like a gentle kiss
Or like a wisp of hair
You brush from your lips
Do not hide that beauty within,
Gift a smile to the world
With a rise in palpitations
Of love that God bestows
Upon you, born in youth
Raised to heights of grace
Where your mere presence
Imbues your glory, and gorgeousity
To a brevity of awe
Would silence any man
And gasp of hesitation
To approach, such a gift to us all
And treat yourself to a smile
So a ray of sunlight
That graces your face
Like a kiss, but to smile
And meet the light
That nurtures the world
With warmth, and your smile
Alone combined with a kiss,
People far and wide will travel
To see you be a wonder of the world
On TV and those with luck
Will flock to you regularly
See the sparkle and sheen
Of a glint and twinkle
In your eyes in hopes one day
To warm our hearts like the sun
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