First Love
Holding hands with sweaty palms
heart beating together as one,
a new found feeling of warmth
first love has just begun.
Remember dreaming of the future
secret kisses where time stood in place,
long walks and stolen moments
looking into your first love's face?
Trusting it would last forever
wearing your heart on your sleeve,
never dreaming for a second
the feeling inside was make believe.
Even though it may depart
the lessons the hurt have taught,
live with us through our lifetime
and will never be forgot.
To have loved and to have lost
is to have learned it's worth the fight,
stepping stones to perfection
tears that fell then are diamonds tonight.
Written By Kathy J Parenteau
Copyright © Feb 2014
All Rights Reserved
Ron
Michael D.
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