Posts Tagged ‘first time’


forget me as Christmas
comes along and you
prepare to go to
stay with your family
far away from me

forget those first furtive
glances we shared across
the table as we wrote
our life stories in
silence broken by pencils

forget the first time
we spoke sitting next
to each other avoiding
looking at one another
until we had to

forget the first time
we walked to the
pub alone save for
the streetlights showing
the way as we talked

forget the first time
we hugged in the
pub embracing each other
warmly in full public
view and not caring

forget the first time
we kissed in the
mist our lips warming
each other as the
cold swirled around us

forget all this and
go and enjoy your
loved ones as you
celebrate the festive season
with those you love

and when you come
back in the new
year and we meet
again see if you
remember or forget me


I still remember the very first time I saw Mark Holdsworth at Holme Middle. It was in the playground and Mark was leaning back against the railings that went around the school in his school uniform wearing a pair of Doc Martens surrounded by other kids. He seemed very popular and I remember thinking how I wished I could have a friend like Mark and be popular with kids to talk to and play with all the time. I can’t remember the first time I spoke to him, but we did, and we clicked too as we’re still friends I what must be forty years on from that moment. After that meeting, we were at each other’s houses, playing down the valley, down the woods and on Black Hill. We were pretty much inseparable, and Mark introduced me to other people, some of whom are still my friends and others who drifted away as time went on. These were good times, fun times, times when life is perfect because you don’t understand the world and what is going on in it.