first love

The first time I fell in love The summer wind blew wild and free His name was Vince and he intrigued me He was not like the other boys he read books He was gentle we climbed trees He kissed me there in that Summer breeze and whilst we played I knew that day I loved this boy and his gentle ways All summer long I followed him we kissed in trees and by the creek running bare foot through the fields holding hands at the ice cream stand Vince was really sweet but just like the seasons boys change like the wind and as autumn set in no more long day this gentle boy began to change no longer sharing books or walks in the field, no kisses by the creek or up in trees When I asked why all Vince had to say is tomorrow I move away We shared one last kiss that day the next day he was gone. now this was MY very first love and my very first lose I miss you Vince

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