April 11 is a day filled with fond memories of yore...when all that mattered was friends and my first love -- Daphne-- and the carefree hours, spent without a care about tomorrow...the poem was inspired by the setting sun of April 11, 2011 and the moon playing hide and seek with the clouds while I was on my way to work. "Donna" my sweetest friend told me early in the morning today that it would be an important day for me...and indeed it IS important...and unforgettable...as I resist the urge to break free from the mundane rut and routine....as the verses depict clearly. Shazi, Moby, Adnan, Ronnie and "Donna" are my best friends while Daphne is my first love. I cannot reveal more...as my beloved, rare woman, must remain mysteriously mine.