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The parks of Savannah, Georgia that we use to walk back in 1960.  Picture courtesy of Google image search.

The parks of Savannah, Georgia that we use to walk back in 1960. Picture courtesy of Google image search.

There are times
the sadness just rolls over my chest.
Crushing ocean waves upon my heart.
Memories of you return.
 
A first love never dies.
Innocence in love’s discovery
of another.
Pure linen wash were we.
 
Time is a cruel thing.
Relentless in its forward movement.
Removing the taste of the moment
quickly from our lips.
 
Life was uncomplicated then.
Two lovers walking hand and hand
to a Walgreen’s breakfast for $1,98 each
after church in downtown Savannah.
 
The year was 1960
a young man of 18 was I
while you a newly 18
off a recent bus from Happy, Texas.
 
A story book love story
did we own in our shared love.
A first love never dies
but wings through eternity.
 

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The parks of Savannah, Georgia that we use to walk back in 1960.  Picture courtesy of Google image search.

The parks of Savannah, Georgia that we use to walk back in 1960. Picture courtesy of Google image search.

There are times
the sadness just rolls over my chest.
Crushing ocean waves upon my heart.
Memories of you return.
 
A first love never dies.
Innocence in love’s discovery
of another.
Pure linen wash were we.
 
Time is a cruel thing.
Relentless in its forward movement.
Removing the taste of the moment
quickly from our lips.
 
Life was uncomplicated then.
Two lovers walking hand and hand
to a Walgreen’s breakfast for $1,98 each
after church in downtown Savannah.
 
The year was 1960
a young man of 18 was I
while you a newly 18
off a recent bus from Happy, Texas.
 
A story book love story
did we own in our shared love.
A first love never dies
but wings through eternity.
 

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