The First Time
There is a first time for everything
The First Time
The first time I saw the sky unfold,
A spread of gold, a story untold.
The sun dipped low, kissed by the sea,
A moment that passed so swiftly, yet free.
The first time I heard the world breathe,
A whisper of winds that made me believe.
The trees swayed gently, a soft, quiet hum,
A rhythm that echoed, a pulse from within.
The first time I touched the earth with my hands,
Felt the pulse of life in shifting sands.
The warmth of the soil, the cool of the air,
A love so simple, beyond all compare.
The first time I felt my heart take flight,
A rush of emotions, a spark in the night.
After the first time, it’s never the same,
The first time is always top of the game.
About the Creator
Marie381Uk
I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️
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Comments (3)
Such a beautiful way to describe those special first moments.
Such a lovely, nostalgic poem! Feels like a celebration of life's little wonders. Love how it takes us through a sensory experience—very peaceful and uplifting!
First times are always special for a lot of people. Good job.