You never forget your first love,
and you never regret your last.
They're a gift from above,
even though the time is passing fast.
You'll always remember your first kiss,
and try to foget your first heartbreak.
Crushes come and go in this,
but love isn't something you can fake.
Memories might fade,
and pictures might get torn.
Hair gets grayed,
and edges get worn.
Even when you're old,
you can always look back on those days.
Even when it's cold,
those are your sunny rays.
Memories last forever,
and dreams last a lifetime!
We'll never forget; not ever,
and we''ll remember until next time!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I love this poem...very expressive