First Love

Welcome To Author James H. Wilson's Poetry.

New Poetry	The Seasons It Has Known	The Ode Of Man	What If
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.