Moonlit Sunshine

The glow invades every other thing,
When she enters with the diamond ring,
The hair shines, like silver, it glistens,
While she speaks, you ought to listen.
Why, she is pretty, a glance is enough,
To know her beauty is, indeed, not tough,
Because that is her gift that binds her
With you and me, and all forever,
Question not her beauty, my friend,
That is what it takes to have no fiend,
A smile, so flawless and mighty, o my,
To grab another soul toward her, so shy
They say beauty is not enough, but you defy,
Because your heart is glad, she can mystify
Every other trait is nothing today
A second you spent with her and now you say,
‘Her fair skin is because she is fair indeed,
Her beauty is because of her beautiful deed,
Her hair shines because she has shone’
Then why not make every woman her clone?
If the hair, the eyes and the glow on her face,
Make up for the true beauty and grace,
Then make her, her and her so beautiful,
That depth shall die and nothing is truthful,
That beauty shall win over every other,
That you and me shall worry, o, never,
About the good, bad and ugly in us,
The glow shall win over everyone, thus.