YOUR ENDLESS BEAUTY

To these eyes,

you shall never grow old;

nor shall winter's clutch

ever feel too bitter and cold,

when you're here to warm my soul.

Of all the things

in this world I've seen--

autumns of orange and red,

winters gray and mean,

and summers of hazy gold,

you shall ever be,

the springtime of my heart,

a fragrant blossom

as fresh as boughs of green.

Neither these eyes

nor this soul

seeks to be deceived,

but when your endless beauty

is perceived,

this heart shall beat gladly

for you alone.

You're my sunshine

and my garden overgrown

with soft white blossoms

that never fail to

inspire and enchant me.

You've planted the seeds,

for all that my happiness is

and ever shall be.

Written by: Bobette Bryan, 2000.