She comes to me when I'm alone .
Her memories here it's never gone .
Pretty girl in blue jeans .Halter top and mood rings .
She was my first love . But not my last love .
But you are the only love that keeps coming back to me.
You have a smile that could melt my heart .
For some reaason we had to part .
But whenever you come to me .
You're in the skirt above the knee .
White blouse that you loved to wear .
Running fingers through your long red hair .
I'm so glad you come to me .
Even in a memory . For when you come for just a while .
You're always sure to bring a smile.
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Author:
The elder poet (
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- Comment from author about the poem: We never forget our first love .
- Category: Love
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Comments1
reads, like lyrics to a poignant
country musing song
thanks for sharing
Thank you for your comment. I do have a friend that is working on a song of one of my other poems. You have a good day .
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