FIRST LOVE

 

She was sitting in the garden bower

Sitting there like a lost wall flower

So, I walked on over to take a chance

And boldly asked if we could dance

She took my hand, I began to float

Right from the very first note

Driven by something deep within

It happened when the beat kicked in

 

Though we didn’t have much to say

Content just to let the music play

We could feel a bond growing strong

We could feel it grow as the beat played on

It was if we were both plugged in

The whole damn world began to spin

And as I drowned deep in her eyes

You could feel the ‘static’ rise

 

It’s quite wrong you should presume

It was all because of Fred’s mushroom

For although both in a trance

With the beat let our feet just dance

We waltzed on all around the floor

At the music end and called for more

I don’t know if I should gloat

To fall in love from the very first note

 

We could have danced all the night

Right on through ‘till the morning light

Then along came the waning moon

Ending it all, way too soon, Yeah

 

I woke up happy, on the next day

And set off singing, on my way

My mind still humming the silly tune

My head still swimming in her sweet perfume.

Oh Yeah!

 

Then I overheard old Fred say

As we wandered off to school that day

‘Hey, look at Joe - What a tool!

There goes that love struck fool’

Behind my back they began to laugh

As I headed up the College path

Not knowing, this light lampoon

Was my first love’s epitaph.

 

 

 

Rodd Sherwin

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