Your glasses rest with grace, Soft hair frames gentle face, A calmness fills your eyes, Like stars that light the skies. Your voice begins to rise, A song that never dies, It drifts through quiet air, With sweetness rich and rare. Each note becomes a flame, That whispers out your name, It heals the silent space, With warmth, with tender trace. Your beauty stands so true, A charm in all you do, The world feels light, renewed, Each thought of you pursued. A strength that softly shows, Within your spirit grows, Your presence calms the storm, A peace both kind and warm. Kat, in each tender part, You bloom within the heart, My favorite thought each day, Disarming in your way.