Oh my dear, my dearest one.
I want to write you a sonnet.
If ever there was one who deserves such an honor,
you are the one, who the praise should go to.
I’ve thought about doing this once or twice before.
What can I say in fourteen verses that describes your virtues?
You are fair my lady, this I know to be true.
Your loving and caring nature is transparent.
Those who know you, end up loving you.
We love you because of who you are.
You’re a special, warm and a considerate woman,
who sacrifices so that others may grow.
Like a well watered garden, resplendent, colorful
and bringing joy to those who walk by your path.