IT WAS HIS FIRST LOVE NOT MY It was his first love not my He met me by the hour of daylight His eyes radiant with the lovers shine He tried and tried to express his feelings Sad it was that mine were blind He loved me and wanted to relate But my world was a different game I loved flowers, trees and nature Love at first sight … Not my kind It was his first love not my. He hovered around me day and night I looked at him once but without delight He lingered around my abode I thought an idiot at work No learning, no teaching were his style to me His life I governed that never occurred to me It was his first love not my…. I loved the school bell, I loved the temple I loved the sparrows that visited my home I loved the thick pine and fir I loved to hum like a humming bird I loved all that nature could give One thing I missed was the love of his… So off he went with a heavy heart And before that just to start He startled me by passing his love to me Through a few friends or relatives I ho...