She Makes Me Smile

She makes me smile She reaches her hands Picks a star from the night And then blinks her eyes And the darkness turns to light Then she turns to me Full of amusement like a child With her golden hair And she makes me smile She is so full of life Always so friendly never mean She laugh’s and crosses her eyes Like English comedian Mr., bean She knows Tom Jones Lives down the street bout nine miles She run thru, the fields And she makes me smiles She writes sensitive poems And name one life’s avenue She has so much compassion And it shows in everything she do She dress in lovely colors So very versatile Wears flowers shoes And she makes me smile She is a very good artist Perfect in all she does And she likes to give She is a lady Santa clause It would be nice to see her Dress in red Santa clause style And when she looks at me She makes me smile