Poetry by Jeff Green


Time after time

by cricketjeff on February 10, 2008.  © Jeff Green, All rights reserved

The first time that I saw my love I knew
That only she would ever be for me
Since that day I’ve loved another few
Evr’y time my love was “meant to be”

She was only six or maybe five
I was just the same a little boy
Loving meant that I can feel alive
To hold her hand a touch of purest joy

You may have guessed she wasn’t who I wed
But if I tell the truth I love her still
Ev’ry love leaves pleasure in your head
And memories to give a dream a thrill

Love will never fade as long as I
Find a pretty girl is walking by

Author notes

Just finished reading some soppy rubbish so I thought I’d write some too.