From the
moment I
caught your
runaway smile,

I knew love
must of kissed you
in this Sunday
morning light.

everything
about you
was fireworks
on a fourth of
July evening,

and nothing
was taken for
granted in
you laugh.

you are
a brightener
of days.

the first
sigh of
angels...

and the
world and
I are so
much
greater
for it...