My First True Love
Ahh my first love, I remember her well
Her name appropriately was Janice Valentine
Think it was Grade Two though not really sure
Tried so hard to be beside her in line
My head was spinning for the very first time
Wondering what this feeling was about
Had never felt anything like this before
So excited I wanted to shout
Competition was a guy called Glen Maidmont
But Janice had nothing to do with us
She lived far away, about three streets over
She didn't quite understand all the fuss
We always remember our very first crush
A few others have surely enticed
But the first is ingrained deep in my soul
Wonder if she's had a good life
Copyright © Jack Ellison | Year Posted 2023
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