On good days, my love, we dance in the sun,
Hand in hand, through fields of gold we run.
But on bad days, my love, storms may collide,
Yet together we weather the tempest inside.

Forever we'll navigate life's ebb and flow,
Through laughter and tears, our love will grow.
For in each other's arms, we always find,
That good or bad, our love stands enshrined.

Good days arise, love's gentle glow,
Warm sun's embrace, joy weaves its show.
Bad days may come, clouds start to loom,
Yet steadfast we stand, love in full bloom.
Forever we'll chase, both high and low,
Through good and bad, our love will grow.
Together we'll face whatever may be,
For good days and bad days, eternally.

© Poe-eem da poet