They say to behold beauty like hers,
A wish any man could not refuse.
When I look at her I know my fate,
Its my heart I will lose.
Hair spun from strands of sun,
Eyes so deep like the sea
Someday may they turn,
And smlie down on me.
To see such beauty,
A dream that gives my heart a lift.
But to ever hold such an angel,
To me would be the greatest gift.