Eleven days before Christmas,
The real star was born.
Eleven days before Christmas,
1984.
December 14th, a great day for mankind,
When you were born,
People lost their minds.
When you were born,
People would stop and stare,
At your gorgeous eyes and your Ginger hair.
When you were born,
Time stood still.
Your beauty shined bright and your smile...
What a thrill!
With every passing day, your beauty grows,
No other woman can set hearts aglow.
Your eyes tell a story of oceans and seas,
I wish, at this moment, to get down on my knees,
And shout this to thee...
'I love you so much,
More and more every day,
And although you do not feel the same,
I'm yours, come what may.'
Arabella Picken
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-woman-i-love-4/
