The First Cut

Sweet taste of summer

so refreshing, so clear

the first cut of the lawn

a memory so dear.

Her hair

shone in the sun,

I remember

Her eyes

sparkling delights,

I remember

Her face

a vision,

I remember

Her lips

cherry red,

I remember

Her skin

soft as silk,

I remember

Her hands

in mine,

I remember

Her heart

always giving,

I remember

Her warmth

welcomed all,

I remember

Her love

given freely,

I remember

Her perfection

was plain,

I remember

That first cut of summer

I remember

Her name?

© Fergus Martin

2014