A cold, dry day in January eleven years ago,
all our faults washed away,
we were suspended in well wishers and our own bubbly hopes,
the car would not start, our dinner went cold,
how we would pay was a problem for another day,
we happily would have lingered on the tip of the crescent moon
for a century or two,
we were immortal in our youth,
invincible in our resolve,
love was our armour on that cold, dry day in January
eleven years ago,
today.

-L.J. Lenehan-
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