First and Last times of our Lives.

A poem I wrote about the life of a child growing up without a parent.

A bright light,
First sight
First steps
Can’t remember where

The first sounds
The first words
First flight
Can’t remember where

First shopping spree
First day of school
First lunchbox
Can’t remember what

First graduation
First kiss
First dance
Can’t remember when.

First love
First night
First wedding
Can’t remember when.

First child
First headache
First night up
Can’t remember when.

First illness
First ambulance ride
First operation
Can’t remember what

Last sight
Last words
Bright light
And she can’t remember when.