| Date: January 3, 1992 FIRST LOVE LOST by dc HILL If we had acted then On what we know today, Would our world be better? I experienced a wonder. A love growing towards full bud, My daughter, in youthful vigor, Had grown so close to her companion, Ted. He, for the past seven years, Was constantly beside her, Until that fateful day. We were driving in the beach wagon, They in the back frolicking. It was hot, the back window slid down. In the mirror, I saw Ted dancing As though he was on puppet strings. Their antics began to irritate me. My not so gentle words Must have startled them. His antics stopped in mid-air The animation strings snapped Propelling Ted into the void behind. Her first love lost. What words can soothe A spirit crushed By separation At fifty-five miles per hour. I was so senseless then. The years have passed And I have seen another love Enter her mended heart. That love is full, With a strength That comes with maturity. But I still can't stop Reflecting on that time, More than twenty years ago, When Stacey lost her teddy bear.
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