Beautiful

You are beautiful, like the morning light in a little girl's eyes.  Your joy at life bubbling up, infecting those around you with its warm golden light, eradicating any trace of gloom.  Your laugh is melodious, harmonizing with every good thing in the world.  A sonnet couldn't do you justice, nor could Shakespeare himself capture your radiance.  You are cut from a cloth whose artistry is unfathomable, and your love and faith do well to show the glory of your Maker.  Yes you are beautiful, but the mere word is but a frail shadow of that which no tongue can describe.