"I am lovers with what hasn't a name: the inside of wind,

the stutter of rain ..." ❤ excerpt (c) Amy Schutzer


Thursday, February 16, 2012

HoW CuPID ShOT mE ! ❤ Blog Hop


i was
tall and tan
golden haired
the girl from
venice
in a
chartreuse
VW van
through the window
 i spied
englewoods
lemon bay
salty green waves
and
bridge construction
played the hand
of fate
a young handsome
no shirt and tan
stop sign in hand
came over
stuck his head
in my window
“where have you
been all my life?”
i said “in Venice.”
kewpie doll harbinger
my friend jenny
saw the look
on my face
“you been struck
by lightning girl”
so we made
a date
the paradise lounge
in port charlotte
there was

dancing
laughter and love
“young love,
first love,
filled with true
devotion...”
i was sixteen
he was
twenty-one



“i wrote this bitter sweet memory.”

“he remained my best friend until April 27, 2011, the day of his death.”


sandra m. hagan (c) february 16, 2012


Song:  Young Love
written by: Ric Cartey & Carole Joyner
performed by:  Sonny James

4 comments:

renilde said...

Bitter sweet memory, beautiful and yours to cherish, x

One Woman's Journey - a journal being written from Woodhaven - her cottage in the woods. said...

Young love
is
so wonderful...

AkasaWolfSong said...

I loved both of those songs Sandra...

I love this sharing...how sweet our first loves were. And now you've the memories to cherish.

(((Big Hugs)))

Linda said...

Whaa beautiful story...and such wonderful memories!!! Thanks for sharing this...

X0

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