It was a winter's dawn,
When we first met,
Our eyes did the talking,
But off our ways we went.
I remember her face,
With that innocent smile,
And eyes which brightly sparked
My feelings were stormed,
Like the raging ocean.
She was all that I desired,
Although my heart was in commotion.
I devised many ideas ,
Of Music,poetry and dance.
So that I could win her heart,
Whenever I got a chance.
Oh I saw her again, and
My heart skipped a beat.
I had to make a confession,
That was superb and neat.
Something fell down her purse,
As she walked forward.
I bent down, to pick up her card
Which read:Mrs...
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