The Fourteenth of February

I wish that I could remember
The first moment that we met
If only I could remember
That sweet moment that we met

If I knew then that I would spend
The rest of my life with you
I imagine I would held your gaze
A little longer when first our eyes met

Did it rain or did sunshine
Attend out first meeting?
What words were said?
What weight given to that first greeting?

My diary doesn't help
I don't even mention your name until that summer
When bloomed the seed sown
On the first day that we met

I know the date
I know the place where it happened
Yet in my mind
The scene I recall is imagined

As we grow old I'm sure
There will be moments that we will not forget
But I would remember something
Of the moment that we met