Love Contaza Poem

On one fine day, she came to me She came to me in a dream that date Later I met her, it was fate. She was that I want to be Within weeks she became my life Months later she became my wife. When I saw her, knew it was she The day we met, we went for food Seeing her there, lifted my mood. There were many things that we agree That we liked to drink red wine. From that moment she would be mine. From that date we became a we For that date in late September Is a date I will remember.