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ONE LITTLE YEAR TO-DAY

One year since we were married, three thousand miles away;
It seems so long, sweetheart, and yet— one little year to-day!


It seems as if I'd known you, loved you, held you all my life;
And yet—one little year to-day since first I called you wife!


I think we must have lived and loved in some forgotten past,
In other forms, as birds or flowers, our earthy essence cast;


As silver birds, in shady groves, have kissed and cooed and kissed,
In times agone, until our souls sank back into the mist.