The 14th Day of the Second Month

The 14th day of the 2nd Month

Our marriage took place on this day a few thousand pages ago

nestled somewhere in between a wistful dream and some silly reality show

We started out like frick and frack the joker and his queen

There were no better suited

For the things we’d plan and scheme

Friday night was the night to savor a fine bottle of wine

Sharing stories of our childhood

short quips line by line

We’d turn on music and dance

to reminiscent tunes

and laugh as we swayed about our dimly lit up room

We’d often stop our silliness and talk about our plans

For building a life we’d both delight as we grew older hand in hand

I can’t remember the day our Fridays seemed to stop

It must have been the time our lives began to flop

All the dreams and silly schemes

We’re suddenly too much

to fit into our busy lives

Our hands no longer touched

I often wonder how it is two as perfect as us

Would let ourselves forget to remember

why we loved so much