Loving Buds1 min 276 1 min 276
It started with a hello,
On a daily dose,
To greet mornings with each other.
Rolled rain of hurts,
From the soul that became a desert.
Initial days were a stranger type,
Later half of first month,
It was like two flower buds opening up.
Stories embedded in their lives,
Became a necessary part to share with time.
Now they bear love in their hearts,
Still unsure to convey the emotions.
Two buds turned into friends,
Transformed into love buds in course of time.