The First Time
There is a first time for everything
The First Time
The first time I saw the sky unfold,
A spread of gold, a story untold.
The sun dipped low, kissed by the sea,
A moment that passed so swiftly, yet free.
The first time I heard the world breathe,
A whisper of winds that made me believe.
The trees swayed gently, a soft, quiet hum,
A rhythm that echoed, a pulse from within.
The first time I touched the earth with my hands,
Felt the pulse of life in shifting sands.
The warmth of the soil, the cool of the air,
A love so simple, beyond all compare.
The first time I felt my heart take flight,
A rush of emotions, a spark in the night.
After the first time, it’s never the same,
The first time is always top of the game.
About the Creator
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Poetry has lived in me since childhood.
Ink spills the feelings words fear to say.
My poems heal, some haunt, all are pieces of me.
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