Those Youthful Days of Discovery
My very first love was Janice Valentine
Way back when I was in Grade One
The year was 1941 two years into World War II
Strangely, an exciting time for us guys
We had heroes marching off to war
Too young to understand what it was all about
Seemed like a kind of a game of “us versus them”
Unaware that real people were actually dying
My head was in a whirl when someone told me
Janice loves me and thinks I'm cute
I could hardly contain myself
Lost my appetite, couldn't sleep, blew my little mind
But if I really stop and think about it
My first serious crush was at the age of thirteen
Strangely enough, couldn't eat or sleep then either
Except instead of puppy love, this was REAL love
My loins were screaming naughty things to me
I had this strange new urge
Let's just say, I was attracted to this lassie
Except for what I thought was some lurid love making
Never really amounted to anything more than groping
Then at age fifteen I met HER!!!
A very promiscuous young girlie
Who took me to a place I'd never been before
Her name was Mary but she surely was no saint
The memory of those first encounters
Are indelibly etched in my psyche
They say you never forget that first incredible encounter
In my case that is most assuredly true
Oh to relive those youthful days of discovery!
© Jack Ellison 2014
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