Blessing

^.^ first attempt at poetry of the "love" genere, constructive critism needed

Sweetly singing of sharing seasons,
Filling my heart with pleasant reasons
To count my blessings with you in mind-
You’re a blessing of a unique kind.
Soft-spoken words and a heartfelt song
Put me in mind of scenes that belong
In a fairytale not meant for me it seems-
This kind of perfection is more common in dreams.
But whether my eyes are closed or opened wide,
The feeling is the same reflected from inside.