You are not perfect, 

Neither are you a model.

Yet, you're nothing I'd expect,

You're one I'd like to cuddle. 

Yet, kind you are to the most

Deserving of the lot. 

You never seem to boast,

Nor do you gloat. 

Your face is sweet, 

Your hair is fair. 

I smile in disbelief,

That you're even there. 

Your eyes shine blue,

With tranquility and peace.

Your personality they show,

Along with trust and grace.