'Peeped in the Fond Memories'

Wind was Blowing, slowly on a day,

Knocking the doors of someone's life in a month of may.

His Breeze of Blissful fights, happiness and care

allowed with him, her life to be shared.


Door was still little rough and needed to be greased,

She never yet realized what magic was missing for her,

and what she allowed for her to be ceased.

One final day stillness of door was broken by a jerk,

He pushed his feelings openly,

without leaving any feel of irk.

Little miss sunshine rose next morning,

She felt different today and courageous too with no despair.

Oh yes! Last night was just not heart-full for him,

but she also chose to go with the flow.

Therefore, from today onwards "Love is going to be in the air".