Moments Of Love Poem by louis rams

the moments of love never grow old
that is something that i was shown.
like a child who receives that
first christmas gift
which was put on their list.

the joy, the excitement, the look in their eyes
makes you want to sit and cry.
they tear that package open to look inside
just like the first love, it can't be denied.

like a little girl with her first BARBIE doll
with all the clothes to match.
that glitter in her eyes
that you sometimes catch.

that little boy, with his first cap gun
running to hide and play in
the darkness of the house
or out in the sun.

the look of the childs first birthday
that they recall, and of all
the presents that they receive.
which is no longer make believe.

when your child has their first beau
they strut like a peacock and put on a show.

what about their first kiss?
it becomes a 'hit and miss'.

a hit because it was the first
and a miss, because it became
a spark that ignited a fire
and filled them with human desire.

these are the moments of love
of which i speak
they take us to the highest mountain peak.

these are the moments
that i see in their eyes
it can't be hid
no matter how hard you try.