I have written about stars
often, with love and longing,
with wonder, enchantment,
and he lives with me now,
My North Star,
my anchor,
my guiding point,
he is strong
as he is true,
and he shines not the brightest,
as he shines
only for those who search for him,
and in our journey
to that distant shore in the sky,
on one beautiful September day,
we conceived a new star.
Then on November,
we saw it in
It twinkled--
its tiny little heart--
a heart beating,
strong and true,
a hundred and ten
times a minute
and we watched it,
as everything else fell away,
this star will shine the brighest of them all.
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