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by Jeph Johnson

I know of her love
when I smile

I smile because
I have been
at the receiving end
so many times

in so many forms

I smile because
it's filled my mind
with a theater
of happy memories

that continue running

I smile because
her love
like a fireplace
radiates warmth

unselfishly

I smile because
she has found
and given forgiveness
and displayed humility

by sacrifice

this is love in its noblest form

more smiles than frowns

she comforts with understanding
when no one else can
and miraculously she is able
to pull smiles out of depression

she's expressed nonjudgmental love
in more ways than I can list
to everyone she loves
and that makes me smile

and today I am seeing still another
expression of her love

she is choosing to share
her endearments
with a very special man

who's the perfect blend
of passion and compassion
security and freedom
seriousness and humor
kind thoughtfulness
and practical irreverence
(like when I joke too much,
he snaps right back)

all the things
she deserves

he's renewed her life
and warmed her spirit
and is ready to pursue
happiness with her

and this is how I know of his love:

it's her turn to smile