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Click hereA boy I once knew,
picked a flower for me
from his mother's garden.
I held it against my chest,
my heart fluttered;
feelings of first love.
Hand in hand that day
beaming red and bright like fire
all for a boy, in summer.
Those first faint stirrings live on forever, remembered as a special treasure.
Those first faint stirrings live on forever, remembered as a special treasure.
So evocative of young love in the heat of the Summer sun. Must bring back many pleasant memories for many. The illustration only serves to enhance the lovely mood of this piece.