Calm beautiful evening it was, in the mid of spring
Sweet little birds were making their way back home.
Daffodils by the side of the pathway were swaying,
Along with the cool breeze.
As I was sitting on the bench, she rested her head
On my shoulder, while the sun touched the horizon.
Her silky hair blew along the breeze over my face,
My closed eyes felt them falling back.
I turned to her to whisper in her ears,
And she held my hands warmly close to her heart.
Sitting cheek to cheek with smiles on our faces
We were in love; again.
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