The Measure of Beauty I Find in You

My dear, my beloved
As I gazed upon you
In the afternoon sunlight
I beheld a most beautiful sight
In fact, the truest measure of beauty
Which is the only true measure
When a woman in her own mind
Thinks she looks terrible
Yet, in the mind of her lover
He beholds total and shear beauty
Because truth be known
True beauty shines through
Even when she has been toiling
And is sweaty and dirty
From a day in the garden
And so today as I gazed upon you
I gazed upon the most beautiful woman
The woman who resides in my heart
The woman who I love