A DAY TO REMEMBER911
A Day to Remember
It was a day to remember, a day they forgot.
Yes...In my mother’s womb, I cried a lot.
This beginning, this journey for sure,
Would take me to places to make me pure.
How can I say, on this day they forgot,
How can I say, How can I endure, even as a tot.
They say as I began to be born
I tell you that I heard the sound of another’s horn.
I heard of you long before I met you face to face.
I read of you in a book called The Bible, a book of grace.
Then, first you appeared to me in dreams,
Of our love, I could taste.
How sweet it was, the day I was born, a day they forgot,
Yes, in my mother’s womb, I cried a lot.
Then one day I saw you, and I screamed
then you screamed,
I could beam and lean to
Your powerful arms and sweet dreams I would get,
The day I realized that it, it was you that I had met.
Tell me, do you remember that day we met,
Or have you forgotten too,...like that day they forgot,
Yes, In my mother’s womb, I cried a lot.
I saw the moon
Comming nearer and then,
I screamed your name and wrote it all down in pen.
Was that day just another blue sky and white cloudy day
Or was it “The” day to remember, or a beautiful morning in
September 11
And what was it
that you said to me, my love?
That you are
and always will
be forever
from above...
It was a day to remember, a day they forgot,...yes, in my mother’s womb
I------------
It was a day to remember, a day they forgot.
Yes...In my mother’s womb, I cried a lot.
This beginning, this journey for sure,
Would take me to places to make me pure.
How can I say, on this day they forgot,
How can I say, How can I endure, even as a tot.
They say as I began to be born
I tell you that I heard the sound of another’s horn.
I heard of you long before I met you face to face.
I read of you in a book called The Bible, a book of grace.
Then, first you appeared to me in dreams,
Of our love, I could taste.
How sweet it was, the day I was born, a day they forgot,
Yes, in my mother’s womb, I cried a lot.
Then one day I saw you, and I screamed
then you screamed,
I could beam and lean to
Your powerful arms and sweet dreams I would get,
The day I realized that it, it was you that I had met.
Tell me, do you remember that day we met,
Or have you forgotten too,...like that day they forgot,
Yes, In my mother’s womb, I cried a lot.
I saw the moon
Comming nearer and then,
I screamed your name and wrote it all down in pen.
Was that day just another blue sky and white cloudy day
Or was it “The” day to remember, or a beautiful morning in
September 11
And what was it
that you said to me, my love?
That you are
and always will
be forever
from above...
It was a day to remember, a day they forgot,...yes, in my mother’s womb
I------------
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