This is the poem I wrote that time when me and Bruce just started to knowing each other! Early on we both knew that we have future together.
The Meeting
Have you ever recalled
The way we have met?
Traditional it was not;
Virtual, so close to reality.
With regards to time,
Was it daytime or was it night time?
Funny but,
‘Twas both day and night times!
What knowledge the Universe got?
On our first hello,
A moment of solar return:
Precisely 8-15-2013.
Time, mysteriously exists.
As we wait time was long
If we meet, will it stop?
Or if we climb up to the clouds,
Is time that relevant?
On a shuttle where we belong;
Walk further ‘till we get closer.
My hope, my thoughts sent in the air.
Maybe the shuttle’s just small,
Who knows?
//bing 09122013
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