how many kisses ago was it?
that first touch of the lips,
beginning as light as a feather
that grew into a life shared
...Remembering it today with candles and feathers...
He was a friend of a friend
and a group of us did many things together.
We saw each other often, as a part of a small church
filled with many our age.
Inner-tubing down snow packed hills in the winter,
and picnics at the park in the summer.
~ F R I E N D S ~
before too long I began to think of him as more than a friend.
Friendship seemed a wide chasm too huge to cross
~ u n t i l t h a t f i r s t k i s s ~
do you remember yours?
Happy Valentines Day!
~ Violet ~