Lessons in love can be learned early and sometimes can be painful…


What Rebecca said to me
She made me swear to secrecy
Up in that tree house long ago
She taught me things a boy should know

She made me cry and I understood
That love don’t always feel so good
It took so many years for me to see…
Just what Rebecca taught to me
In our backyard castle in that tree

We’d play a game and she would lose
So then she’d change up all the rules
I was king and she was queen
In our world of make believe.


That summer as September neared
Without a word she disappeared
I didn’t know our castle could
Return to carpet, nails and wood…

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