Imagine the thin wispy traces of cloud
Gently skirting the bright full moon
Surrounded by the backdrop of a clear night sky
Held high by two hills as pillars
Both covered in pure white snow
Reflecting back the light of the night
Truly a beautiful and captivating sight
To some there is no sight they would rather see
But that all pails next to the beauty that is you.
If they took away the red red rose
And all the beautiful words set in prose
If they banned the song of the nightingale
And the brilliance of the peacocks tail
If they took away the romance of the starry night
And blotted the full moon from sight
I will tell you what I think and its true
It would still be a beautiful world, because there is you