Posted in Romantic Poetry

Sweet Memories

He used to sit under the pine tree

with a book on the lap.

I waved a hello to him from my car

and asked to lend a map.

One fine morning he entered my class

with a cute satchel aside.

I merrily offered him a seat next to me

preventing him to decide.

A month passed and we became BFFs

who were filled with zest.

He brought presents for me everyday

and also helped me in test.

On the eve of Valentine’s I proposed him

holding a red rose upright.

He was smitten immediately by my move

and embraced me tight.

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Words are my companions AND Wisdom is my soulmate

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