My First Kiss

My First Kiss

My first ever kiss
under blossoming boughs …
Oh how I still wonder
what she’s doing now

A mint Trebor kiss
strong and soft on my cheek
Oh I was her favourite
at school for one week

A ruffle of hair
under 70’s sun
was all I got after
my spotlight had gone

She had a new favourite
and the love ran away
Like chases in playgrounds
became yesterday

My most recent kiss
is a memory I find
that plays Hide and Seek
in playgrounds of mind

Oh how I still wonder
now I’m old and grey
what that dinner lady
is doing today.

©2022 Mark Bird