Happy birthday, you said
bending over to kiss my cheek.
And with my fluttering heart and flaming blush
I decided that was my first kiss,
that all the others did not count.
Because I wanted my first kiss to come from you,
my heart believed it had.
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Doesn’t matter what you write Mrs. Bird!
Thanks for stopping by, Chris!
Well, as this delightful piece says, it was the first one to count!
It certainly led to the most creative expression!
It was the first one you really wanted, most likely, and so- it qualified.
lol. Indeed it was.
I doubt it was half as memorable for him!