Beginnings

When I met you, very humbly,
Could make you laugh and cry,
Times were so simply,
As if moments flew like butterflies.

Living our moments was why,
We took every breath and cry,
To gaze into each other’s eyes,
And believe in love ‘till we die.

Beginnings have a way of growing,
By force or nature takes some time,
Life takes over the enduring,
As a result of key learnings