She

She makes the morning sun worth watching,
She makes the rain sound sweet,
It is her smile that makes the music play,
Her voice is where the angels meet,
She hears my plain words,
Then knows how much more I feel,
Though I rarely say enough,
She makes my heart feel real.
My day begins and ends with her,
My love is never done,
Though we hardly seem a symphony,
We are a song goodly sung.
Never forget, forever, now and until
When it comes to love, my dear,
Always have and always will.