First Love

Welcome To Author James H. Wilson's Poetry.

New Poetry The Seasons It Has Known The Ode Of Man First Love

Waiting For You
The Woman You’ve Always Been Now She’s Free By Accident

She came in cryin'.
No words spoken.
No one could have changed,
The unexpected outcome,
That left her numb.

Johnny come lately,
In the girl's life.
Tonight things have changed,
And tears fell from eyes,
That seldom cried.

Three full moons later,
She found her second first love.
He wore a coat pretty as the Sky.
He was a King in her eyes.
Someone to share with.
Just as sure footed,
The same comfortable ride.
Her first love gone,
But her second first love arrived.
A man and a woman,
Can share lots of things,
And feelings for First Loves,
Is a cowboy's dream.