You won't accept my compliments

          For its not your style

You turn your face ablush

          Where there should be a smile

You will not let an ego stroke

          Turn your head away

Though in simple truth you're more beautiful

          Than a lovely summer's day

I can not move you with just words

          Because you are the kind

Whose confidence and values

          Are linked to things divine

You may not ever read this

But if by chance you do

I hope this give the message

Of what I think of you

© Charles Grimmett 2001  All Rights Reserved

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