Some things we lock away
at the back of our mind.
Things that will stay
there for eternity.
The things we want to cherish dear.
Never letting them escape.
One is our first love,
the love that never dies.
Times may change,
but that first love,
will always remain,
as fresh as the day, we first felt it
in that long ago.
We chain it to our memories,
and will never let it go.
(12 June 2007)
No you never truly love again, like you do the first time...10
Oh yes so true......like it was yesterday......thanks for letting me think on that one and making me smile: O)
Yup, especially when the person winds up living in the same state...College days, first love, you let it go and settle sometimes, but right you are, the memories are yours to keep...........thanks for another jewel....[am having trouble keeping up with you, can't make it off the first page last few minutes since I posted and came on to read]...marci.xo
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Spot on David, I raelly can relate to this. Many thanks, Dvaid