Poem By Angharad Davies

When I was young
I saw Love hanging from a bough
Like a star burning bright

When I grew tall enough to reach it
I grabbed it with both hands
And ran around devouring it

Now I am fat
And lazy with Love
I yearn for that cherished first bite

Comments about Cherish

But I like the line 'Love is wasted on the young, ' and I think this is true. As we age we can appreciate those 'first bites' so much more. There is always a new 'first bite.' Go for it! Marilyn
Great message and dont we all long for that first bite. Regards Ian
Yes, yes and more yes. -T. Bell
I love the way this was written, and the poem in generally. Thanks, this is great stuff.

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