Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Of This You Can Be Sure

The summer sun rises over the hills
With a beauty and certain grace
But it cannot compete with the beauty of you
Or the beauty of your face

The falling snow in wintertime
Makes everything look so new
But it cannot compare with the beauty
The beauty that is you

The birds in springtime sing their song
So sweetly and so pure
But they cannot compare with your sweet words
Of this you can be sure

The colorful leaves on autumn trees
All covered with morning dew
May be glorious in their beauty
But are nothing compared to you

All the wonders on this fine earth
And the glory of up above
Are nothing compared to your sweet charms
Or the beauty of your love Pin It

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