Two *stars* orbiting a common center

There are stars in our midst

That we don’t always see.

Let’s illumine a tryst.

He and he become “we”.

There are trees, primitive.

Evergreen, from way back.

Two stars link, form a dream

Maintained long, as a pact.

There are joys. Sorrows, too,

As a lifetime unfolds.

Love will grow, ever new,

Family, richer than gold.

There is care, evident

When the time is well-measured.

Human kindness is spent

Sowing love where it’s treasured.

There are smiles in our midst

That we don’t always see.

So we seal, with a kiss,

When this love comes to be.