One Day Poem by Trailakya Roy
One Day
It was chance perhaps or Fate
That one afternoon I met
Her... her voice was lovely
She was cute, her hair was curly.
She asked for a short walk, i agreed
The place was new, so she lead
The way, I was behind her
It was lovely to see the setting sun far.
Together we walked hundred meter
She said we would continue later
But I wanted that the longest so far
For I wanted to grow old with her
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