Your beauty isn't, just skin deep,
It's more than can be seen,
It runs deep, into your soul,
So pure, so nice, so clean.
I looked into your smiling eyes,
Such beauty did I find,
You've more than just a pretty face,
With feelings more than kind.
It's not often, one can behold,
Such tenderness and grace,
Few are blessed, as much as I,
Each time I see your face.
A friendly smile, a soft sweet voice,
The tender things you say,
Nothing in this world, my dear,
Could make a brighter, day.
M. S. Madden
© June, 1993
Maddog Creations
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