First Love

I wonder

if you remember our childhood kisses
in our ‘den’ in the bushes;
our deep declarations
to be forever Mr and Mrs.

I remember them.

I wonder where you are now,
what you look like as a woman.

I haven’t seen you since we were children;
you were my world back then.

You and I
and the blue sky;
a lark singing
on high.

I wonder.


25 thoughts on “First Love

  1. Oh, what a wonderful recollection / reflection, Paul, on those days of youth….when we had no idea that in a couple of years it would all be so much different. There is something very special about first love. It can never be replicated….but oh, it can be remembered.


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