By Tamara Beryl Latham
Date: 22 December 2000
No Greater Love Than Mine
By failing candlelight
The written word
Scribed upon this page
On Autumn eve
With quill and ink
From the Poet's desk
Shall shake you from the depths
Of marble tombs
Wake your sleeping heart
Upon this earth
Then trumpet and resound
What is my soul,
My breath, my pulse
My reason to survive
"No greater love exists
Than mine for you"
The voice immortal
As the robin's song
Shall ring, reverberate
Unto the wind
And whisper there
Through all eternity
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