Firsts are precious;
firsts never leave us.
Even if we have our seconds or thousands,
no matter good or bad,
firsts are our true companions.
Holding flash lights in the darkness,
giving us dark at wind down to rest,
they are pillars to lean on,
when our knees feel weak,
hold us when elated.
They make us bitter,
make us sweet.
Firsts are firsts!

GREG RAKOZY NATHAN DUMLAO

 

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