First Love
Returning home again after many years away
I find our secret path along the Fundy Bay
That happy place where long ago we played
Where all our dreams and promises were
made
Once again I lie down where daises grow
In fields above the banks where salt winds
blow
Golden memories rush through my hungry
soul
Returning pieces of my heart lost long ago
I close my eyes recalling all the things
we did
Just the way they were when we were kids
And I know without a doubt that you are
here
As your love for me falls from my eyes in
tears
We lie like angels looking up at clouds of
cream
As we watch them take the shape of all our
dreams
We laugh so hard at all the things we do
and say
To us life is just a stage a place to
laugh and play
We find the trail that takes us down to
meet the ocean
Where we swim in waves of jubilant
emotions
Then we walk along the shore together
hand-in-hand
And we write our love forever in the sand
Born in New Brunswick, Elaine
George spent the early years of her life living in Lorneville (a small fishing
village along the Bay of Funday) still inhabited by many of her family
members. Much of her writing is inspired
by the memories of that place and those wonderful people. She has published two volumes of poetry and
is currently writing a novel entitled Out of the Darkness. Many of her poems and short stories have
appeared in magazines in both Canada and the United States. Currently she lives
with her husband in Wainfleet, Ontario.
Elaine,
ReplyDeleteA beautiful and well-rhymed poem.
Your friend,
David Fox
Hi, Davey. How nice to find you here. Hope you and Nancy get a chance to visit before we head south in October. Elaine
DeleteI am touched and a little emotional from reading this absolutely darling, sentimental poem of yours, Elaine. The way you make every line, every verse stand out and evoke emotion is beautiful and creative. That forth stanza really touched me. Thank you so much for sharing "First Love." Continued blessings!
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Thank you so much for stopping by and for your kind comments, Maurice. Elaine
DeleteOh Elaine, I just love this! Gazing at the clouds, one of the most enchanting things to do, young or old, and then your ending was perfect. Who has not written their names in the wet sand! You have captured the lure of the sea side superbly in this beautifully written poem! Blessings, Connie
ReplyDeleteThank you for stopping by and for your kind comments, Lotus. Elaine
DeleteDelightful memories of first love, still so very vivid in your mind, Elaine! Thank you for sharing! ~ Regards // paul
ReplyDeleteThank you, Paul. So nice to see you here on Karen's beautiful website. Elaine
DeleteThis brought back happy memories of my visits to the Maritimes. Thanks!
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