How I met my beloved wife.
Once I met her on the bus
My joy was such a rush.
When she offered me a seat twice as fast,
My heart would skip a beat.
Just being with her for a little while
Was enough to make me smile.
Her smile brings me to blissful tears
And her voice is music to my ears
As we went on dating,
My heart continued beating
Most women saw me
and were filled with hate.
She proposed to me, and,
on the spot, I said yes
And made preparations
for the date.
I hope you readers feel our happiness
As I did the moment our worlds collided.
- Austin Busumbru
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