When First We Met Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Cuddling closely in our senior years,
still loving one another the way we did
the first day we met.
Remembering your eyes holding a twinkle
for me in the light.
It beckoned my heart to step out with
you on a date.
We got together and made a day and time
then parted.
When the time came, you were at my door
at the appointed time, knocking.
Opening it, I was surprised to see you
standing there and asked you what you
were doing there.
Stumbling over words, you finally blurted,
we have a date tonight.
Oh no, I totally forgot, I said and apologized.
Wanting to know if I still wanted to go out
with you, I said, yes, went and got ready.
We went to see the fireworks at the school
grounds, then went dancing at the Homestead
the next evening.
Melding hearts, we journeyed together and
had a good time, wanting to be together
quite a lot after that first date.