Young Love
You weren’t so
handsome, but handsome enough,
And tall and thin not
rugged, strong or tough.
Oh, but you were so
fun to be around.
Together, we adventured
off the cuff.
Snowballs and field
became a battle ground.
We swung on some
strong grapevines that we found.
Or hiked along a
creek one summer day.
And danced along to seventies
rock sound.
We’d take long walks
in rain when skies were gray,
Or climb a fire
tower by the way.
And though, we
worked and studied like we planned,
We often found
excuses to just play.
One summer, I was
off to distant land.
We didn’t know our
ending was at hand.
What lay ahead, we
didn’t understand.
What lay ahead, we didn’t
understand.
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