The Mirror

If you could see the girl I see...

If you could see the girl I see
When you look into the mirror,
I wonder if your beauty
Would make you smile from ear to ear?

I wonder if your eyebrows
Would make you think of an artist's brush?
How you are painted to perfection
With every stroke and final touch!

Yes,
If you could see, the girl I see
When you look into the mirror...

Would your each and every freckle
Fill your heart with a heavenly cheer?
Like stars upon the Milky Way
That this star-gazing man holds dear.

No other nose is cuter!
Than the one that's graced your face.
None as dainty or delightful,
Nor as fierce, when you're intense!

Oh, your hair pulled back, in a ponytail
Just brings me to my knees!
Do you realize? You tip the scales!
With pure 'adorability'.

Your smile just brightens up the room
And lights my mind for days.
I just can't get enough of you-
Your glowing, girlish ways.

And finally, I must mention
All the passion in your eyes.
Though I know you'd like it hidden,
The windows to your soul can't lie.

To study all your pages...
To engage with your every thought...
To read the wonder, therein written...
Within your honey eyes, I'm caught.

Andrea,
Peer into your mirror;
And be blest, by what you see!
May my words help you encounter
What you, yourself, may not perceive--

God has filled your being with beauty
That does not cease, inspiring me.
So, just remember, fine, fair lady,
You fill your mirror with poetry!

Oh,
When you look into the mirror
I hope you see, the girl I see!
I hope from now until forever
You will recall this poem...
                                      and me.