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 First Love
Where is the man with laughing eyes,
Tanned skin and soft brown hair,
Who smiled at me and
stole my heart,
And had me trembling there.
His big
brown eyes that shone with love,
Caressed me with a
glance,
He said he loved me, sweet and low,
And talked
of such romance.
He swept me off my feet I know,
This
handsome man so fine,
Then left me later, now he’s gone,
The man I thought was mine.
And there are moments of
regret,
For years invested there,
But time has healed
so now it seems,
Those moments are quite rare.
I
wonder if I’d know him now,
Or would I pass him by,
With trembling lips,
and tear filled eyes,
And
deep inside a sigh.
©
2002 Loree (Mason) O’Neil
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