Thread: First Flight

First Flight
by Charles L. Cingolani

Remember
what our ten-year-old
love
felt like
that heat-laden afternoon
when we held hands
a first time
and stopped along the pond
to watch a red-wing
in the rushes
observing us
from its reedy perch
swaying,
as if prying
that tender moment
into our deep hearts
for a lifetime--
or was it only in mine?