
I was walking down the road,
When I first saw her.
She was in the garden, I passed it everyday;
How could have I missed her? My heart chided me.
It was love at first sight; I knew she was meant for me.
It was a wintry morning,
But my feelings for her spread warmth within me.
I went closer, and to my joy,
She did not shy away.
I picked her up, no protest came,
So I planted on her a kiss.
She radiated a reddish hue, she of course felt embarrassed.
Her lovely curls, I became mad at them,
They seemed to be divine.
Her touch was soft, so was she,
And she looked gorgeous in her long green dress.
Her fragrance filled the air around.
I was feeling very special;
After all, it was me,
The guy she had chosen for herself.
I spent an instance to make up my mind,
That I was taking her home,
To ensure she was mine and mine alone.
Thus, keeping her close to my heart,
I retraced my steps.
I presume you are wondering, what kind of a boy am I!
Naughty minds, what did you think?
I meant the Morning Rose!!
When I first saw her.
She was in the garden, I passed it everyday;
How could have I missed her? My heart chided me.
It was love at first sight; I knew she was meant for me.
It was a wintry morning,
But my feelings for her spread warmth within me.
I went closer, and to my joy,
She did not shy away.
I picked her up, no protest came,
So I planted on her a kiss.
She radiated a reddish hue, she of course felt embarrassed.
Her lovely curls, I became mad at them,
They seemed to be divine.
Her touch was soft, so was she,
And she looked gorgeous in her long green dress.
Her fragrance filled the air around.
I was feeling very special;
After all, it was me,
The guy she had chosen for herself.
I spent an instance to make up my mind,
That I was taking her home,
To ensure she was mine and mine alone.
Thus, keeping her close to my heart,
I retraced my steps.
I presume you are wondering, what kind of a boy am I!
Naughty minds, what did you think?
I meant the Morning Rose!!

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