A Time To Become A Man

It was a time
When memories first form
Wrapping themselves
Around new young emotions

A time when snowflakes first fall

It was a merging time
When hearts collide
And the dances begin
Inside the hearts
Of two strangers

It was a time of rivers
And winds that roll softly
Across spring grasses
Only to fly up again
Towards the mountains

It was a time
When I put away
Childish things
And became a man

Cecil Krieger