First love is often very young
Maybe the curly haired little girl who sticks out her tounge
Later just before we enter our teens
We may notice a cutie who really fills out her blue jeans
By mid and late teens is becomes somewhat more
Experience feelings like far different than any before
Broken hearted gave and received
Youth can absorb that awesome power often reprieved
Love in the years from our twenty's through thirty's
Often hampered by impulse's of flirty's
During the ages 40's through 50's
Life often reach's a condition deemed niffty's
Love through the 60's and 70's and even the 80's or more
Finally we know what it really is all for
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we know what it really is. good write. thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.