Upon the calendar, one day shines bright,
A golden mark within the book of time.
Before we met, the world was endless night,
But then you came, and made the dull sublime.
I call to mind the hour, the place, the chance,
When fortune smiled and guided me to you;
Caught in the sudden snare of one sweet glance,
The old world faded, yielding to the new.
Though seasons roll and years may swiftly fly,
And youth may fade like dew upon the grass,
Our bond remains a beacon in the sky,
A gem that fleeing time can ne’er surpass.
So let us raise a glass to that first start,
To yesterdays that woven futures bring;
For you possess the kingdom of my heart,
My love, my life, my everlasting spring.
In the tradition of the great Romantics, this piece elevates a simple date on the calendar to a cosmic event. It serves as a reminder that the true measure of time in a relationship is not in years passed, but in the depth of the transformation that occurred the moment two souls finally recognized one another.
