how attractive

 * how attractive *
The light in your eyes
Twinkles cheerfully bright
Your smile comes from the heart
Your entire manner contentment
In conversation peace
Never having to raise your voice
The days you have seen left you
A reservoir of memories
And rather than upon regrets
Upon moments marvellous you relate
Dipping pitcher of thoughts
Into this silver bubbling elixir
Drawing forth treasures remembered
And conveying them to those you meet
Not curmudgeonly or grumpy
Any ills concealed
The sweet old lady choosing
Happiness and joy to be.