Diane Valterra

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Diane Valterra Has been writing for over 20 years, in magazines and newspapers, her new release Darla One Woman, Two Men, One Obsession is sure to demand your attention. If you enjoy a read that takes into the story and puts you on the edge of your seat Darla is the novel for you.
Darla is fleeing for her life…after a serious car accident, she awakens with amnesia…staring into the eyes of Jonathan Sanders her rescuer and her link to recovering her memory, her heart becomes his. The emotions sizzle between two strangers as they enter a world of sexy, steamy suspense. Smoldering emotions will soar as Darla battles to remain with Jonathan. Ali finds Darla hiding in fear… he is the one that can take her away from the man she loves…Darla must take action to save herself and her future. Darla One Woman, Two Men, One Obsession is the first in the series “Women Searching for love” Learn more about author Diane Valterra www.dianevalterra.com



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Posted 7 Years Ago


THE LIGHT OF STARS.

The night is come, but not too soon;
And sinking silently,
All silently, the little moon
Drops down behind the sky.

There is no light in earth or heaven
But the cold light of stars;
And the first watch of night is given
To the red planet Mars.

Is it the tender star of love?
The star of love and dreams?
O no! from that blue tent above,
A hero's armor gleams.

And earnest thoughts within me rise,
When I behold afar,
Suspended in the evening skies,
The shield of that red star.

O star of strength! I see thee stand
And smile upon my pain;
Thou beckonest with thy mailed hand,
And I am strong again.

Within my breast there is no light
But the cold light of stars;
I give the first watch of the night
To the red planet Mars.

The star of the unconquered will,
He rises in my breast,
Serene, and resolute, and still,
And calm, and self-possessed.

And thou, too, whosoe'er thou art,
That readest this brief psalm,
As one by one thy hopes depart,
Be resolute and calm.

O fear not in a world like this,
And thou shalt know erelong,
Know how sublime a thing it is
To suffer and be strong.

- by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow