A glimmer in his eyes of brown,
a smile that warms my heart,
A flutter in my stomach
on the days we are apart.
A pair of wings that sprout within
each time he takes my hand,
These are things I feel
because he's the bravest in the land.
I do not need a magic mirror,
nor a crystal ball.
I KNOW that he's most handsome
and the fairest one of all.
