Memories from the glorious days of my childhood........ The boys name was Richard Prue! He and his parents moved to Washington later that year. I've never forgotten him.
At age eleven, a young girl with golden hair the colour of summer wheat and eyes of skye blue received her first real kiss from a boy who live in the neighborhood.
Softly he pressed his firm lips against hers. She gasped with pure delight ,, and then began to chase him around the yard ....
He ran like the wind and never was caught ....
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Reviewed by Chantilly Lace (Reader)
Reviewed on April 25, 2011
Lovely writing sweet lady...Hugsss...stay safe and well...Hugsss
HE WASN'T CAUGHT BY HER, BUT SOMEONE...SOMEWHERE, CAUGHT HIM(SMILE).
NOW SEE, MARYGRACE, NOW YOU'VE GOT ME THINKING BACK. I'M NOT GONNA TELL YA...! HOW ABOUT THAT? NOW YOU'VE GOT TO FIGGER OUT IF I CAN'T REMEMBER IT...OR...I'M JUST NOT TELLING(LAUGH). THIS IS AN ENJOYABLE SHARING...YOUR LOVELY MEMORIES BRING ON GOOD FEELINGS OF NOSTALGIA FOR ME. THANKS FOR SHARING. LOVE, BLESSINGS & FAITH...
JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
Mary Grace, your recollection is rich with detail of that unique, long ago event. Infatuation is a fickle friend. I bid you love and peace my dear friend. Jon Michael
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NOW SEE, MARYGRACE, NOW YOU'VE GOT ME THINKING BACK. I'M NOT GONNA TELL YA...! HOW ABOUT THAT? NOW YOU'VE GOT TO FIGGER OUT IF I CAN'T REMEMBER IT...OR...I'M JUST NOT TELLING(LAUGH). THIS IS AN ENJOYABLE SHARING...YOUR LOVELY MEMORIES BRING ON GOOD FEELINGS OF NOSTALGIA FOR ME. THANKS FOR SHARING. LOVE, BLESSINGS & FAITH...
JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Texas, Karen Lynn. :D
Namaste
Tony
God Bless You,
Deborah
just beautiful, that,
and the boy who
'...ran like the wind and never was caught'
How well, MaryGrace, you recall and capture it all.
Gorgeous!
John