This poem is dedicated to the 'poetess' who has my heart. Does anything else matter? Who she is no one will, God willing, ever know.....not for a long, long time. She is my beloved 'poetess' and that is what really matters. My friend Shazi wrote in an earlier critique that I replace "grin" with the "giggle". Of course the suggestion is good but then my dear friend, when my dearest 'poetess' grins, the world stops spinning....and that is why the "grin" cannot ever be replaced when I am writing about her.
