A Thousand Roses

Your grace abounds like the gentle hills,
and your smile is more pleasant than the spring.
Your eyes dance like precious jewels,
and your laughter is enough to make me sing.

If I could measure how much your worth,
all the diamonds could not compare.
For my greatest joy and treasure,
is just knowing that you are there.

Your voice is like the song of birds,
so and gentle and so sweet.
It's enough to set my heart to dance,
whenever and where ever we meet.

Oh, such a joy that you've been to me.
I've treasured each day we've shared this fall.
A thousand roses would never share your beauty.
Your charm and presence exceed them all.

Copyright (C) 2001, 2002 NMK.