I promised you to gift with some of my poem,
A poem exactly about you when you join.
You are the man of the dream of my own
The dream will come true was never known.
I think of you and your happiness alone
I can’t decide how to bring you in tone
I wish and wish that we rebuilt our home
Somewhere on the earth where ‘gone are bygones’
Where we don’t return to think of our mourn
Where the life begins with the smiles of morn
Where we never meet to be left alone
And meet for the day for the moments that shone.