Just One Day Poem by Douglas Williams

Why cherish our love,
one day of the year only?
A date in memory,
lost to life's thrill.

This day, feelings do rise,
Yes, slightly higher than yesterday.
Or, tomorrow or the next,
for today is etched into my soul.

Time stopped and hearts skipped,
floating down the aisle.
A dreamer's most vivid dream,
compares to my vision that night.

As age takes its toll on us both,
I can only hope to love you each day.
As if the that day were today,
everyday of our lives.

Yet, even aged - memory cannot forget,
your face, your hands, or your kiss.
I know now as I did that day,
that I would love you forever.