The Red Head

Hair so red,
And eyes so brown,
And with no creases on your crown,
I do deduce,
Your sweet face has never seen a frown.

Your sose so small,
And eyes so kind,
How can people be so blind,
To the beauty of your face.

He stands you up yet you return,
Instead of moving on,
Apologies are all but lies,
He might hurt you again.

Friendly, nice, and kind is you,
Mid length hair really suits you,
Your smile is like a summers day,
With clear blue skys and not a cloud in sight.