her first ink pen

do you remember your first taste of ice cream
the taste, the sensation, the texture?
you didnt know what to expect
it held a surprise for you
it was like nothing you had ever experienced

want to recapture that moment?
imagine you can everyday even now
visualise each moment as its very first
that hug, that kiss, that smile, that song, that cup of tea, that sunset, that blossom
its very first
how beautiful each day would be as you enjoy each moment
for there never will be another just like it

inspired by my life long friend as we sat on the veranda and Zawadis first ink pen. you should see the glee on her face about it. i am dreading the ink stains that will come home everyday on her uniform, the blue fingers, the thousand ink accidents but this is one adventure the biro pen will not deny us from having. i wonder whether they allow black ink these days, i wonder... and the memories come flooding

i am off now to google ink stains and their removal while i listen to this music for the umpteenth time. never heard that bit played like that... its so very beautiful i tell you. enjoy every moment you have like an ice cream moment