Tonight I placed glow sticks in a tree in our backyard with the following poem attached.
Spotlight
flames flicker from candlelit hallways
floodlights above bridges; streetlights near driveways
sunrays stretch; peak above the horizon
following twinkles from star clusters and glowing crescent moons
rooms with logs burning inside fireplaces
flashlights lingering in the most dyre places
without you - darkness
your very presence resonates; nothing like your essence
life is a stage; you are the spotlight
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