Don't worry
about who I am.
She is the star,
let her shine
like the stars of night,
let her bask
in the sun of day.
Never to explode
like a super nova,
but to warm
the earth in brilliance
of her smile.
Her love of life,
her glory of God,
for she is human,
the ultimate
of love's passion.
A melodic symphony
to the ears,
a vibrant sunset
of a romantic smile. . .
Timothy Michael DiVito c2019
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