A Day to Remember

It was a day to remember, a day they forgot.

Yes...In my mother’s womb, I cried a lot.

This beginning, this journey for sure,

Would take me to places to make me pure.

How can I say, on this day they forgot,

How can I say, How can I endure, even as a tot.

They say as I began to be born

I tell you that I heard the sound of another’s horn.

I heard of you long before I met you face to face.

I read of you in a book called The Bible, a book of grace.

Then, first you appeared to me in dreams,

Of our love, I could taste.

How sweet it was, the day I was born, a day they forgot,

Yes, in my mother’s womb, I cried a lot.

Then one day I saw you, and I screamed

then you screamed,

I could beam and lean to

Your powerful arms and sweet dreams I would get,

The day I realized that it, it was you that I had met.

Tell me, do you remember that day we met,

Or have you forgotten too,...like that day they forgot,

Yes, In my mother’s womb, I cried a lot.

I saw the moon

Comming nearer and then,

I screamed your name and wrote it all down in pen.

Was that day just another blue sky and white cloudy day

Or was it “The” day to remember, or a beautiful morning in

September 11

And what was it

that you said to me, my love?

That you are

and always will

be forever

from above...

It was a day to remember, a day they forgot,...yes, in my mother’s womb

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