It was on a golden day
Marked in the most celebrated way
The day I got united in a bond
There by the bank of the little pond
A day when I said I do
To the one I woo
He came eons later
A day when life turned into a lover
Holding his hand, I smiled
Knowing that his heart is mine all styled!
Today having turned into a wise swan
I still smile while looking at my chosen one
All grey and beardy
I still am, in love, all greedy
It was on a golden day
When I learnt that Cupid does make his own hay!
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