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Friday, May 23rd, 2003
The Puck Building's
Skylight Ballroom
295 Lafayette Street
New York City

Dad and me Like footprints in the sand,
As tracks left upon the snow,
You leave a trail of graditude
No matter where you go.
As an artist's brush touches canvas,
Like a note touches a singing Lark,
As the ocean touches distant sky,
Your thoughtfulness has left its mark.

Daddy - This couldn't have been possible if it wasn't for you. I just wanted you to know that because of you, I was able to have the time of my life.
Thank you Daddy!!

Me and Adam in the courtyard before Prom

One cool spring night, beneath the moon,
We both danced to a romantic tune.
A deserted road in the still of the night,
Under the stars it felt so right.

Bodies pressed so tightly near,
Without care and without fear.
Lips full of passion and hot desire,
And pounding hearts so full of fire.

I gently stroked your silkened face,
Embracing the moment in this perfect place.
I've not encountered a night like this,
So full of passion, so full of bliss.

Something happened on that magical night,
Underneath that moon so bright.
You took my heart on a fantasy true.
On that night, I danced in love with you.

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John Schmidt
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