We did not ask for Cupid’s arrow
To pierce our young 'n tender hearts
Alas, Juliet must not have her Romeo
As fate decreed we live apart
Our hearts prepared a special place
Deep within wise and knowing souls
In golden box our love we did encase
Then engaged in worldly roles
Time did race and tallied 4 score + 4
Fate meant these lovers meet again
Sparks of love set ablaze once more
Renewed a time from “Way back when”
If true that “The only truth is change”
What’s also true...“Life is very strange”
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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