First Love Never Dies
Some things we lock away
at the back of our mind.
Things that will stay
there for eternity.
The things we want to cherish dear.
Never letting them escape.
One is our first love,
the love that never dies.
Times may change,
but that first love,
will always remain,
as fresh as the day, we first felt it
in that long ago.
We chain it to our memories,
and will never let it go.
(12 June 2007)
poem by David Harris
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