Her wish was a nice childhood
With best love of parents
Alas, fate made it a rotten wood
Her life was like dried plants

A loving man sprinkled back her life
She felt it was pure love
Happily got married without any strife
Felt like in cloud nine and above

Days went by as love became sore
Her heart ached for thy love more
Came another man like a flying swan
Made her felt like he was her clan

She felt boundless joy
And they were coy
But fate had another ploy
That broke their sailing hoy

Back to their own world
With hearts so cold
Love became a mould
That cannot be told

Thy they parted
But their hearts did not
Love went darted
But their hopes did not

Love in molded form
Friendship was warm
It became a norm
That made them calm

It does not matter
The world might chatter
Love was back in platter
They were happy ever after