In a younger class
Our paths only cross
In school corridors.
Enough to connect.
First steps into the boy/girlfriend terrain,
A romantic “novitiate”.
Protected.
By youth & naivete.
Enamoured through simple, innocent discoveries
Beaming smile, mischievous eyes, slight accent,
Entrancing, enlivening.
A precious time of light-hearted joy.
Note:
I debated myself about identifying individuals appearing in my Short Memories. In most cases I will but in Memories of this nature I thought it best to preserve anonymity unless I get the all clear from the unnamed.
By the way, anyone who wants to remind me of things, or add to, embellish, or correct these Memories … please feel free to contact me or add a comment.