You ask me how I met you,
I can't recall at all,
The moment you stepped into my life,
Seems blurred, a gentle fall.

Was it in the early spring,
When blossoms filled the air?
Or in the heart of summer,
With sunlight everywhere?

Did we meet in autumn's glow,
When leaves began to fall?
Or was it winter's quiet hush,
That brought us after all?

I can't recall the first hello,
Or how our eyes...