For all the hurts
For all the rebukes
This is my way of saying sorry...
So said the caption with the rose
Little did he know that this prose
Would bring them ever so close
In heart and in spirit
They came together as one
Facing all and everyone
For true love will bow to none
Wasn't all roses and wine
To love the other, each had to pine
Since both were changing with time
Their joy knew no bounds
When they heard the lovely sounds
Of a bundle several pounds
As the Sitar played fast and faster
Her giggles turned to squeals of laughter
They were ever more blessed thereafter
Their deliberation reached a filibuster
So afraid his love would not muster
Listened to her, the Mister!
Soon our little one was a big sister!!
Tickle tickle with all his might
Nary a giggle, her breath all tight
Her little secret, don't you know?
No means Yes, Yes means No!
Hearts so near, yet so far
Penning poetry, hiking hajjaar
While he "relaxes" at Munnar
Awake @ camp noel
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