When I sing your story

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A charming dame dressed in serene white,

Sitting calm, , enjoying falling sunlight,

Sitting near the window, watching the sky,

Suddenly she glanced at him , a passers-by,

As he threaded through the lane alone,

He beheld a beautiful moon, in morn,

How every morning ,he would pass alone,

To steal a glimpse of her, was well known,

But that day was not friendly with him,

No glimpse of her, Ah! feeling was grim,

Struck deep with pain , he had sighed,

All night he slept at her door and cried,

Her father now wanted to get rid of him,

to finish this bane, with dirty scheme,

But destiny showers a magical spray,

How he had also stolen her heart that day,

Their love had won half the battle,

Rest the families had to settle,

Finally their stream of love had won,

By flowing through the waters stubborn…..

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