Beneath The Spin* Eric L. Wattree
We vowed that we would love forever, the love of two puppies, they said, in our youth. But now two marriages
and four children between us,
I vow my love is just as strong
We danced, we frolicked,
we experimented with love,
and shivered warm
against the sea;
of a carefree love,
memories that belong
to just you and me.
Now, I love my wife with all of my being. She’s made my life a pure delight. But love never dies, and you need me now, so I stand here, at your bedside tonight.
I’ve done well in choosing the women in my life, as your fading eyes can see; for as you lie here dying and I profess my love,
my wife stands here in tears, next to me.
You’ve also chosen very well. Your husband loves you more than his pride. For he’s the one who summoned me here, so we could say goodbye.
So good-bye sweet soul who taught me to love, and brought such
burning passion to me. As you close your eyes for the very last time, let my love be the last thing you see.
Eric L. Wattree
Citizens Against Reckless Middle-Class Abuse (CARMA)
Religious bigotry: It's not that I hate everyone who doesn't look, think, and act like me - it's just that God does.