Pretty woman

Oh my! Sheâ€™s so beautiful...
Iâ€™m trying not to stare
She has this look about her
This certain mystifying air...

Her charming smile
Captures me
Something about her
Is just so lovely

Itâ€™s not her clothes
Nor the way she walks
Hmm... it isnâ€™t her jewellery
Or the way she talks

I donâ€™t see a trace of make-up
Quite simple really... What in the world then
Makes her so pretty?

She stands out from the rest
With their painted faces
Not trapped by â€˜fashionâ€™
She aint running their races

No... her beauty seems to emanate
Deep from within
So subtle and pure
So free from sin

Her delicate glances
She restrains
Her precious voice
She retains

Covered from head to toe
Like a pearl protected
She knows her worth...
She is to be respected
You'll know When she's around...
She lights up the place
She adorns her surroundings
With her refined grace

What was her name again?
So simple yet so lovely
Ah yes... how can I forget
This pretty woman named ..
Modesty