One cold day of winter,
Cupid smiled upon me.
He watched my life,
And just knew of my perfect match.
As his arrow of love rested in the latch,
His smile grew exponentially.
He knew he had found my wife,
He let the arrow fly,
It hit its mark,
But at this time only to leave a splinter.
Months went by,
Cupid endeavored to make new couples.
As he was saddened that our union never formed,
He never quit trying.
On a sticky hot day in June,
Cupid far from his prime month,
With fate's help, brought us together again.
Only this time,
To be together forever.
And if I look hard enough,
I'll see Cupid smiling upon her and me.
I just can't help to look back and smile,
Knowing that I owe him everything.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
awwww thats so sweet its beautiful