Watching my wife getting dressed, I can't help it but to gazed at her beauty, mesmerized how does she able to keep her beauty after 32 years of her marriage. Gosh... she still reflects that old, innocent-looking girl that I first saw at the university campus. The same gal that I fancy head-over-heels.. She who finally tamed my heart. This experience served as my inspiration to write a sweet and cute love poem.
How I remember that day at the university;
You walking down the corridor, Oh! A site to recall;
A gal with a sweet smile, walking confidently;
Passing by me; Oh ! What a joy.
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