My Redheaded Angel
I have a redheaded angel
she's very special you see;
all of the world adores her
they ask why she married me?
I tell them love is the answer
and love is terribly blind;
fortune was mine completely,
thank you for being so kind.
I rarely see her get riled;
she seldom, if ever, gets mad:
everyone thinks she's a wonder,
that makes me terribly glad.
What makes this readhead an angel?
What makes her an artist's dream?
She can sit and relate to anyone,
she's a beacon that brightly beams.
The greatest of all her assets,
is patience, for patience is kind:
She creates pictures of understanding
to give others some real peace of mind. Robert Davidson
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