Phosphorescence 

Some people shine

Like a well rubbed coin
They love with abandon

Until their eyes become
Lighthouses, lamps of the soul

Ready to guide the rest of us 
You’ve met them, and

Know them well
They are your children

Your brothers, sisters
Teachers, maybe even 

Your own reflection
Give them your attention

Your only true gift to give

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