Virtuous

I think that I could call her Honesty

That is what seems most fitting

She'll tell you what she wants to tell you

Even when you don't want to hear it

I think that her virtue is Understanding

Comforting, sympathetic and kind

She's the type you smile when you think about

The kind that couldn't hurt a fly

I think I should call her Selflessness

She's never thought of herself first

Resilient, strong and sacrificing

She's the kind that you'll miss the most

The best word to give her is Faith

She brings out the best in people

and never holds a grudge

Trusting and worthy of trust

The word that I give to her is Courage

She's never shy, never insecure

Not afraid to say the right thing

At the completely wrong time

I don't think I have a word myself

Maybe Something, probably Nothing

I've surrounded myself with virtues

And so shrouded myself in irony