She met him when she was 7 and fell in love with him at 17. This is the story of a first love that wouldn’t die even after 40 years. “At seventeen the world was new, The air so clear, the skies so blue The rushing waters of the brook, Such swirling eddies that forsook The shiny, slippery rocks and walls To end in foam and crystal falls. Up there, my heart it flew from me There was no sound, but all could see The moon in orbit to the Sun, Would evermore its place be won And still so many long years hence, We come at last our hearts to fence.” By Elizabeth (3/25)