I am proud to pen your beauty’s legacy
For rarest flowers should never fade unsung;
Though portraits rich with outward praise may be
So flattering to the eyes, the lips stay dumb.
Yet pictures cannot show the blessed soul
Or yet the golden luster of pure heart;
More oft with words are complex truths fair told
That show at once both out and inward part.
In paint, no doubt your beauty reigns supreme
But here in words I capture essence sweet,
For thus in ink both truth and beauty reign
And sovereign worth was never more complete.
To capture such on canvas, this I dare:
A flawless angel blessed beyond compare.
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