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This following poem was based on an experience shared between myself and a friend several years ago; another lifetime ago is how it seems, one where the future was bright and the glass always full...of whiskey sours. She sent me a poem and I in turn was inspired to return the favour and this is what was created, or at least I think this is my version of things. Neverthless, it is nice poem and it serves as a reminder that once a moment has passed one cannot get it back.

One moment
Captured in time
By a few words
Written in prose.
A warm memory
Shared by two souls
Bound together
By the first-timeness
Of the moment.

A moment of reflection
Brought on by nature's creation.
Between light and dark
A first star lit up
Shining with the weight
Of the moment's indecision.
A wish to be had
No wish to be made
By two souls
Who were caught
By the first-timeness
Of the moment.