As a child with an innocent heart,
In the fifth grade, I made a start,
I saw a lone guy standing beside me,
Butterflies fluttered, a feeling so free,
Oh, how innocent I was, you see,
A hint of something, unclear to me.

Time swiftly passed like fleeting light,
We met again on our wedding night,
In his eyes, my secrets took flight,
My childhood love, my heart's delight,
Past memories evoked on this special night,
Nostalgia embraced, love shining bright.
© Dibyamoni kalita