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Here you will find the writings of the poet Theodore Waterfield

Things I Must Do

In a moment
I will go where the sand
is waking up.
Where the water cries,
come in, come in.
And I answer,
I will, I will,
but the pounding in my heart says,
not yet, not yet.

There are swings to push,
stories to read,
poems to write,
wounds to tend,
things to find and take home.
Discoveries I haven’t dreamed of,
the conversation I’m having
with the world.

So much to hear, to praise,
answers to learn.
So wait for me
and I will have wonderful things
to bring to you,
like summer singing in a shell.

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