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You are precious, smile,
The light fills your face anew,
I can feel your love
For all and everything,
Believing in miracles.

Nothing is hidden
Because you are open day
Sky alight, bright blue,
Pages wrote, simplicity,
The freest beauty to find.

I listen and know
There is no way to travel
All your places, see
Every face whom you have known;
Today, tomorrow, though, I go.

Holding you so dear
Letting you know love is with you
Every further step you take;
There is us now, together,
No more missions done alone.

No, for those curious, (is anyone interested?) I do not have a love interest sudden come into my life. There is a long tradition of writing love poems (especially when spirits are in the dump), so I am listening to Air Supply’s All Out Of Love album and composing pale verses of my own. I saw them in concert in another lifetime, so it seems.

The Birds of Prey are from a field trip to Callaway Gardens. I forget, sometimes, that I do know my way around a camera.

I hope all is well with you. Do something for yourself that makes you smile, and bonus points, if you get someone else to laugh also.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan