Fond Memories
Author Unknown.

I remember the first time I tried it,
I was only a lad of fifteen;
And though she was younger than I was,
She was more composed and serene.

I was eager, yet awkward and backward,
Uncertain of how to proceed;
But a feeling of joy soon possed me,
The warmth of her hastened the deed.

It wa out in the barn,I remember,
The evening was scented with hay.
Her body moved gently towards me,
As my hands began softly to play.

At first I was wholly bewildered,
Then my cheek against her I laid,
Then her brown eyes were quick to relieve,
Of waiting and being afraid.

much later my heart pounded gladly,
(It seemed hours since first I began);
My soul was alive with newborn pride,
Of a boy who has grown to a man.

Twenty years have passed since that evening,
But my memory recalls even now,
That first thrill of joy, I felt as a boy,
On the day I first milked a cow.