A CASE FOR LOVE

The following poem is
the very first I ever wrote, at age 4.
It had no title, for certain.


A CASE FOR LOVE

We met one Spring
my love and I

When our eyes met
I breathed a sigh
I held him fast
I held him tight
I squeezed him close
With all my might

Our love was true
Our love was strong
To tell him so
How much I longed

Yet although only three
There was no truer love
Than between my puppy
And me

~*~*~*~

N.B.

My mother had been an English teacher
before she met my father. I was home
schooled, by my mother, for three solid
years before I entered Grade 1. She had
once had a newspaper column in
The Harold Tribune in Chicago named,
"As I See It". I'm quite certain that my
mother most probably corrected whatever
spelling errors in that poem that were
there. I can't imagine otherwise.

I don't recall writing the poem, preserved
by family for years, until it was given to
me by my brother many decades later.