Young Love
A bud of young love shoots up glistening,
It is absolutely youth at its best.
When same song both hearts are loudly singing,
A chance bless a once in a lifetime quest.
Oh! But the girl, the alluring maiden,
Desires not to commit her tender part.
The guy, a composed gentleman saddened,
He, winning her heart signifies no tart.
“Why my love?” the guy melancholy asks,
“I love you so much, why there can’t be us?”
The girl replied “Time for you is a must;
Time for yourself I give, don’t be in rush.
Time can anticipate flower to bloom,
Maybe then, if God’s will you’ll be my groom.
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