It's that thing you do, so subtle and refined,
A priceless expression, no words can define,
A thousand words all summed up as one,
It makes you lovely, gracious and fine,
It speaks of your day and tells of your mood,
It tells me what you think of my presents,
It lets me know no grudge is at heart,
It keeps on giving and tells of your heart,
I would give the world, to have as my own.
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