Dear Future Husband....

Obeying the rules of quarantine,

Seated on my roof top,

To enjoy the beauty,

I quietly sat on a wooden chair,

Towards my left,

I watched the streets,

The roads were bare,

But the birds, flew freely in the air.

The cuckoo of a Koel,

Was heard from my right,

He looks like a crow,

With dark red eyes,

The squirrels ran,

From branch to branch,

Butterflies flew,

Decorating my view.

Along with this,

I began to dream,

Of my future,

And of course, of you,

Don't blame me my dear,

But when I think of you,

I know I am very inquisitive,

To know our future, to get to know you.

As I sit, I wonder,

When will we meet,

As I sit, I wonder,

How will we meet,

My dear, I prefer,

If we find ourselves,

And my parents; your in-laws,

They too prefer the same.

I wonder, will you hold my hand,

As I dream,

I wonder, will you cheer,

When I succeed,

I'm impatient, to know,

Your passions, your hobbies,

I'm impatient, to help you,

Achieve, your dreams.

My friends bug me,

"He's stuck in a ditch", they say,

Darling, is that true?

Do you need my help?

That's alright, we need not be a shame,

Cause if we help each other,

Our future would be safe,

Darling, I wonder, do you think of the unknown me, like I did today.

-Natalya Ludwick-

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