Do you? Do you remember your first love
Did it not last? Then I’m sad, love
It was not meant to be that way.
Would you? Would you remember that parting?
How terrible was the heart ache
That you took away, then, with you.
One day, we will remember our first love
We may meet by surprise, one day, love
Would you still recognise me?
I’ve aged now; life has been good to me, love
As I’d have been good once to you my love
I meant to be ever with you.
We parted, not wanting to struggle with heart ache
No longer willing to partake
Of the cold cruel struggles of youth.
But one day we will meet and begin life anew, love
I will ever and always be true, love
My beginning and end is with you.
©2011 Wyn Barratt.
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