The Framed Day

A stormy day,
Silent, except for the disturbance of gravel,
From a lone car
A cold day,
With nothing except coats and smiles to warm us,
Numb hands and frigid cheeks
A beautiful day,
Laughs thrown around the way leaves fall in Autumn,
Softly, but without hesitation
A day to remember,
Because one wouldn't come again,
Would never come again
A day that comforted us,
When hearts were low and tears were spilled,
We smiled down at the photo of that day.