Poetry #91

Somehow I
just felt
like smiling.

Even though
the world
was against
me from
the start.

Certain moments
we'd wished
just lasted
forever are
often rare.

The first
snow ever
to fall.

The first
sunrise of
the year.

The last
sunset as
the new
year arrives.

A little
birds ever
first flight.

The first
song one
could play
after learning
the guitar.

The first
poem one
have written
after a
long time.

And the
last song
ever to
serenade a
beautiful maiden.

That first
'yes' you
after the
many rejections.

Somehow smiling
felt right.