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| First Love Remembered by � author arhllm I see and hear what is real and wish to hide under the blanket of red and gold fallen leaves leftovers from last years raking. Away from the confusion of mind and heart missing the thought of you in my life with my make believe dreams. Seeing your face in every stranger I encounter my heart skips a beat. I love unconditionally my life ebbs, flows over the ripples formed by the winds caress across the lake. Times rough edges bring me back to the present I see you within the mirror of the lake's surface, life hasn't been rough the kindness visible upon your face behind the years of absence. A smile, the lake shifts and you become a memory. A.R.Hill 2002 I was 15 as was he, we spent our summers on a small lake in PA that had 24 cottages on it, both of us water rats and oh so very young. Andy |