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Here you will find the writings of the poet Theodore Waterfield

Anniversary

How pitiful life is.
How short
when love should live
to the last atom of its emerald,
the wink of a century.
I never cease finding you
in all I do.
I fall over the edge of life
and shout as I fall,
a tirade of grief and joy.
And you call to me.

I hear your words,
coming in a burst of darkness,
as palpable
as the roar of life.
I feel them coming on my tongue,
growing and bursting,
saying,
you are my life,
how sweet it is,
the happiness,
of loving you to the end.

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