They met when the timing wasn’t quite right,
Two souls crossing paths in the soft morning light.
They gave it a go — young hearts, unsure —
But life had more lessons, more growth to endure.

She noticed his hair, long and free,
A hint of wild spirit that spoke straight to she.
His laughter, his outlook, so warm and so bright,
Planted a seed that would bloom in its time.

He noticed her smile and her heart that was true,
From the very beginning, she made him feel at ease,
Comfortable in a way that made his worries cease.
With her, he felt peace, a place to belong,
A feeling so rich, so deep, and so strong.

Years drifted by, like a river’s slow bend,
But love has a way of returning again.
When they met once more, the spark was reborn —
No longer too early, no longer forlorn.

True love had been waiting, so patient, so kind,
And here they now stand, with hearts intertwined.
This is their story — of timing, of fate —
A love that grew stronger when they chose to wait