Seated one night in the theatre
Waiting for stories to be told
A handsome man stealthily appeared
Nudged by a spirit forefathers foretold
May I sit next to you he asked
Not knowing who sat there last
Just go ahead he was told
A beauty will be back to behold
Upon her return strong spirits swayed
To catch an eye and then the trade
Days of youth were flushed to fulfill
That magic moment that magic thrill
Each to the other found common ground
Los Alamos area their first playground
Each family tapped tied to The bomb
So fraught with danger all around
Her father's spirit untimely in sway
Veined with Spirits in theater that day
To foster fine friends in an open way
Bonding each to each as spirits convey
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