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midnight, replicated that kiss which, fifty years before, and only twenty five metres
away, had been the start of it all.

I was in love and back in Melbourne the whole world was beautiful.

ODE TO BEV (NEW YEAR’S DAY 1954)

You were with me as the year closed its door.
We had just met, but caught each other’s eye;

We smiled a lot and saw each other more
As day progressed, with both our feelings high.

The new year beckoned to us through the night.
The second it commenced we hoped to be
Surprised with joyful rapture that would fill

Our cups to overflowing. Teen delight.
It came. We kissed. My life was ecstasy.
The thrill of that one kiss is with me still.

My heart is full. My feet, above the ground,
Float on the air with unaccustomed thrill.

Benumbed, I sit astounded homeward bound
On Melbourne’s rail-steered tram, doubting still

That you whose beauty far outshines the sun,
Whose smile when turned on me drives out all sense,
Whose touch, electric, agitates my soul,

That you should notice me as anyone
To love. A miracle that’s so immense
I cannot of its meaning grasp the whole.

My eyes are tinted with a rosy hue
The city seems to shine with golden tone

The sky above reflects a deeper blue.
The grass is greener than I’ve ever known.

Because we kissed, the world has been transformed.
Where once routine and drabness filled the day
Now that same life by awesome masterstrokes

Is coloured in rich shades. My life is warmed
By love whose tested strength is here to stay,
And by beauty and the dreams it now evokes.

Yes, I know, it’s a bit corny, but I would say it all over again. And then came another
'growing up' experience for me.

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