Eleven Eleven Eleven

Eleven Eleven Eleven.

Six one's in a line,

this day will only happen once,

take note of the time.

A date in history that will fade at midnight,

single point in the future that will rise with sunlight,

a unique day with singular appeal,

a day to be remembered even though, may seem unreal.

Only every hundred years do we witness such a date,

if you didn't see the last one then you must have been so late,

an unparalleled time in yesteryear that occurs in your lifespan,

a day to be remembered or forgotten if you can.

What will you be doing in this auspicious year,

will you be crying with sadness or laughing with cheer,

a day to remember or a day to forget,

a photo in your album you like or regret.

What ever the event it will be a memorable display,

your friends and the media will have lots to say,

but oh so quick it vanishes left to history,

six one's in a line again you'll never ever see.