She ascends down the staircase, like an angel from the skys.
Her present’s demands attention, a room full of adoring eyes.
Every step she takes, she moves ever so gracefully.
She is such a vision, such a beautiful sight to see.
The way her eyes sparkle, and her rosy red lips.
My heart begins to race, I get a little nervous.
All these years she can still blow my mind.
Just like she did the very first time.
Watching her is something I’ll never get tired of.
Because she looks back at me with so much love.
By Gary Agurries