A friend of mine recently pointed out the following:

On August 7, 2009, at 12hr 34 minutes and 56 seconds, the time and date will be 12:34:56 07/08/09
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9
This will never happen in our life again??!!!!
What does this mean?

She asked for my opinion, so I gave it to her in a poem. I’m sharing it with you because I liked the poem that resulted.

“1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9”
by Craig Martin
(*ahem*)

A child will be born
A man will die
Someone will laugh
Another will cry

Twenty-four time zones
Of life will go on
As dear Mother Earth
Continues her song

One chooses to dance
Another to hide
She speaks her Truth
He holds it inside

We look for meaning
In calendar dates
But there is no number
Controlling our fates

Crying or laughing
It’s up to me
I live in the Present
And choose to be free

At half-past noon
On 7-8-9
It will be Friday
And I’ll be fine.