Beauty is a mystery, really,
Lighting mind and bending will;
You are with me daily, nightly,
Through the noise and in the still —

And though many days see sorrow
Long as we are on the earth,
You have added to me meaning,
Given my life hope and worth.

Yes, the sweetest days know ending —
Skies must turn to darker shades —
But your beauty’s from the inside,
And that beauty never

Fades