Long ago, during the old time,
I used to cry sometime.
To leave my sweet home alone,
And to meet the unknown
Days passed very soon,
As per my wish to the moon.
The unknown became the known,
And I found my exact clone.
All the itty-bitty sorrows, delight
And wishes were found alike.
Habitually yours became mine,
And mine became yours.
We held our hands together,
Life went smooth as feather.
And now my elusive thoughts getting fade,
About our first meet in our first grade.
YOU ARE READING
Together We Are
PoetryDedicated to: The person who never expect anything in return yes..It must be your bestiess!!
