The day in NovemberA Story by D ConnollyMy memories of meeting DavidIt was November and the chill in my soul was leaving I had emptied myself of pain and begun to fill The cavernous spaces within With happiness and new life I could finally hear the birds singing You held a door for me; my first memory of you Some days later Offered me a smile I was quite astonished that such a nice man Would even see me I didn't dwell on the fantasy Just a whimsy, nothing more And then your coat was offered the day it rained A kiss on my cheek was stolen in a friend's kitchen, like a child I began to thaw in the winter heat And you charmed me like a gentleman on the first date Taking our time Making sure the bond was more than fancy Meeting the parents Then building a life with each other Always laughing Always good natured Talking through issues Practicing trust And as we watched the sun set by the bridge I told you a story of it's history Completely made up but very romantic Turning to me, you asked me to be your wife In two days we will say our vows And promise our futures to each other And I've never been so happy Or so at home Or felt such peace As I do when I'm with you
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