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Friday 22 August, 2008
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First Love

Introduction: Candy found this poem in our 13-year-old daughter's notebook, written on a little yellow scrap of Chamber-of-Commerce notepaper. It's clear that our little girl is discovering that sublime emotion that we call love.

(Please note: This poem is posted here with her explicit approval. She's thrilled to bits that I'm putting it up on my blog  :)


I remember, when I was a little child,
A dear friend came to me.
He had come in from the wild
And he made me feel so free.

When we would together play,
Only I ran around all the while.
He would stand in one place
And give me the world's sweetest smile.

I remember, when I was young
I had gorgeous long hair.
All the boys would come and talk to me,
My friend would just sit and stare.

When I was feeling low,
I cried and hugged him tight.
I would feel his warmth flow
As he hugged me back with all his might.


 

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