Poems ✍️

Those who will read this poem composed in tears
In twenty second century after one hundred years,
Remember, this day of three twelves, we swore
We would love like no others loved before;
On 12.12.2012 this day, it was a golden hour,
We loved like a flower
And a bee; and on your
12.12.2112, you all will love too sure.
On that sweet day remember us for a moment,
Remember, we too spent
A heavenly life here;
You are now there.