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MY FIRST CRUSH: a sonnet

MY FIRST CRUSH: a sonnet



No, I just cannot forget my first crush,
When I grew out of childhood into teens;
When with another heart I had a brush,
My heart had got broken to smithereens.

What lofty dreams I had at that young age!
Nothing else in those days I thought about.
What blessing that short lived was this my craze!
Futility of this I soon found out.

But this I must admit that my first crush,
Despite the fact that my hair is now gray,
Does still make me in a mild manner blush,
When I’m lost in old memories someday.

Though about it I don’t have a regret,
It’s true that my first love I can’t forget.




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M C Gupta
2 February 2007