Reach up, stars blush as fruits do
that tree of life or what have you,
breathes in your eyes, and twines itself
through the beauty in your prose
so wrap your heart in memories,
plaques, winks, and laughter galleries
that sun won't die, I'll promise you that
and may my words act as the stones,
or the carved wood under ev'ry step
where all things are love, and caution is asleep
walk with your grace tucked into every mile
and this world stays beautiful because of your smile
written for Lenisha, on 6/2/06
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