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Our Dawn Of Love
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**Art Drawn By My Beautiful Granddaughter "Gabbie"**

Our Dawn Of Love ***** She was ten, twelve was I We were young her and I With stars gleaming In our eyes At our dawn of love Two youngsters in puppy love Her name exit her lovely lips Like a sweet melody Leaving me at awe Making my heart flutter I can still taste that first Tender kiss Coated with spearmint Between the cracking of bubbles With her gum My body felt strange Something was happing New, great, innocent and sweet. Staring at each other Searching for answers Of this wonderful event A beautiful face was flushed A softness of red Expression of sereneness Glowed within her face We closed our eyes Tried that wonderful kiss One more time. Discovering something new While young hearts fluttered Song birds, Tiny Cupids and painted hearts Danced circles around our heads. A moment unperceived Arrived Bearing with it A new experience Two young broken lover’s hearts Centering deep in our souls It hurt. This Strange pain also called love We didn’t understand What destiny Had just placed between us We never saw each other again. A thousand miles parted Two cities One windy the other never sleeps Left broken hearts behind Fate stole her away from me Still she dwells within my thoughts I Remember then Searching darken heavens For a star in a million To make a wish upon As they lit the night skies We were young, both shy She was fourteen, Sixteen was I Some Fifty years ago. By: William Bonilla D’Artagnan 08/26/09

Reviewed by Rose Rideout

Reviewed on September 5, 2009

Beautiful William fifty years of beautiful memories. Thank you for sharing.

Newfie Hugs, Rose

Reviewed by Patrick Granfors

Reviewed on August 31, 2009

It is amazing how 40 years can seem like yesterday. Her name was Sally. Patrick

Reviewed by Sheila Roy

I love the innocence in this poem, William. These type of memories are great to look back on. We all have that first kiss, that first love. Hugs,
Sheila

Reviewed by Jackie (Micke) Jinks

How daring our D�Artagnan was even at an early age! I'm glad you remembered and shared with us this epitomic poem of youth's first love.
Blessings and Love - Micke
...and Gabbie's drawing is just as precious!!

Reviewed by Annabel Sheila

Ah! The joy of "first love"....beautifully crafted, William. And you grandchild's picture is simply adorable! Most enjoyable read. Thanks!

Anna

Reviewed by jude forese

our first love is the sweetest, the most difficult to lose, and the one we really never get over ...

lovely write, William ...

Reviewed by Masimba Mukichi

Charming and brilliant write.

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

So very bittersweet, D'Artagnan.

Reviewed by Karen Vanderlaan

what a sweet write!

Reviewed by Georg Mateos

Like any fisherman with a rod will tell, "the one that got away", as memory takes you back those forgotten paths when love was new and innocent. Great write, Musketeer!
Although, sixty years ago it was sin to think about girls then. :-)

Georg

Reviewed by Christine Alwin

Reviewed on August 30, 2009

,,,memories of growing pains painted with so much sweetness...love this William
Love,Christine

Reviewed by Mary Patterson

This poem brought back memories of my first kiss, and yes I was ten. The boy twelve . He had to move to Washington State with his parnts. I was heart broken. I still have his picture, and I remember!!!! The beauty, saddness and innonce, intertwine , capturing heartfelt moments in htis lovely poem....M

Reviewed by Carole Mathys

This touched some memories William, he was 10 and I 8, after he graduated 50 years passes, but then we meet again and have been a couple ever since...beautiful writing dear friend
peace and love, Carole~

Reviewed by Liana Margiva

HEAVENLY BEAUTIFUL!!!!!!!!!!!!! I JUST LOVE IT!!!!!!!!!! Liana Margiva

Reviewed by Lori Moore

Thank you for sharing (or creating) such a beautiful moment.

Reviewed by Amber Moonstone

William, sometimes we need painful love to recognize healthy love, love that is stronger than the steel on bridges, love that nothing can penetrate to withstand the tests of time. You have that in your wonderful Norma, always know that you are the lucky one...
Much peace, love, and light,
Amber "V"

Reviewed by Regis Auffray

This sure does poignantly bring back memories for me, William. I was in grade two and she was in grade one and I've never forgotten her. Thank you. Love and peace to you,

Regis

Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado

Heartfelt and tender write, William; beautifully penned! Well done; bravo!

(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. ;D

Reviewed by Kate Burnside

when our soul has been touched and an epiphany, an awakening, a revelation seed has been sown, it's light burns bright within us forever and we never lose it's vital spark. However, we may travel throughout our onward lives in search of its original flame. Tender and beautifully conjured, William. xx

Reviewed by Jms Bell

ROLLING FOR A WHILE IN THE BITTERSWEET MEMORIES OF YESTERDAY...DONE WELL AND ENJOYED. THANKS FOR SHARING AND BLESSINGS.
JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS

Reviewed by George Carroll

Still remember her name and I was 6 years old. Veronica

Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner

You never forget your first kiss or first love - beautifully penned, William.

(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.