Two children laughed through schoolyard days,
Shared secrets whispered, games, and plays.
Through growing years their bond would bloom,
Two hearts that chased away the gloom.
The world grew wide, they drifted far,
Each chasing dreams beneath new stars.
Yet fate, with gentle hands unseen,
Would stitch their stories in between.
Reunited, sparks reborn,
From friendship’s roots, a love was sworn.
They built a life, both calm and wild,
Two souls, now lovers, blessed with child.
And when their days at last grew few,
They left this world as lovers true
Two hearts that started side by side,
Now rest as one, forever tied.
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joeyy Tharpe
The darker sides of storytelling through horror, crime, and love-themed films. Blending logic with creativity, I find inspiration in the art of suspense, emotion, and human connection, both in technology and in the stories that move us.
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The structure of this poem is elegant, with each stanza marking a meaningful chapter of life. Your imagery of growth, fate, and reunion makes the story universally touching.