The Perfect Date

Something significant happened on such a day as this

The fourth day of April. 

Was it two winters ago? Three? 

I don't remember how I got home, but something must've carried me...

A memory?

A somebody?

For the life of me I can't recall

Was it a glance...was I courageous enough to dance?

On such a day as this 

I managed to find some bliss

It's faint now, a hazy recollection.

But it's no matter, I know it can be found again

On such a day as this.