Sweet and true was that special day
When love gleamed like the evening sunset.
Emerged in beautiful flaming colors
My heart throbbing when we first met

My first love so full of innocence
Opening a new world like
the first day of spring
Full of newness---undisturbed
Harmless and pure its blossoms would bring

My first love certainly one of Gods gifts
As I look in the face of the one
looking at me
I fine true love--certainly brought
from heaven above

My first love --to remember a lifetime.
A vision close to my heart of what should be
When two confess their love to one another.
They discover pure love and a lovers private creed.

"The way it should be"

©Janet Ford