Do you remember your first love?
(Form: Shakespearean Sonnet, 14 lines, iambic pentameter, rhyme: abab;cdcd;efef;gg "First Love" Oh, pretty little bird in stately tree, First love’s a game that you must learn to play. Let him fly by; a pretense not to see. The dance begins when you then fly away! So, chirping with such glee, breeze... Sign in to see full entry.