Her beauty is not the way she walks or talks
Her beauty is not the way she smiles
Her beauty is not the way she looks
Her beauty is not the makeup that decorates her face
Her beauty is not her height or weight
Her beauty is not skin deep
Her beauty shows me what I did right in the world
Her beauty is the way she makes her presence
Her beauty is her confidence
Her beauty magnifies me
I was once a pauper now in her eyes im a prince
Her beauty illustrates her children and what they will soon be
When I lay her down tonite
I will need no light her beauty will shine bright
If I die tonite, I know the most beautiful thing I could imagine lays right next to me
Since I am the eye of the beholder
You can never judge her in my eyes
One thing is for sure I died next to an angel that took me to heaven
Next time you look at your children know they are angels
Maybe not yours or mine
But one day they will bless a life
