February 1, 2016

Poetry: First Love




First Love
© by: Susan G. C
composed: 1.13.2016 @ 12:03 a.m

You are like a leaf
falls from the tree in autumn
Grows again in spring

You're like a mushroom
invisible in summer
sprouts when the rain comes

You are like the sun
Nowhere to be found at night
shines bright after dark

You're deep in the sea
Waiting endlessly for me
you're we call first love 

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