I said, "God Bless",
And though I had known
Her for years now.
Never had she appeared,
So Sick and Beautiful!
"Cold", she said, "does that to me",
But cold in summer was something I didn't know.
With her pink handkerchief,
She rubbed her red nose,
For in her misery too,
She looked cuter and cuter.
The cold had made me realize,
How I wanted to cuddle her in my arms,
And save her from the chill,
And somehow her pains seemed to hurt me too.
Aachu! She sneezed again,
And I wanted to punch the cold,
For doing this to her,
And then she pinched me.
"You forgot to say - God Bless you"
She said angrily,
I gazed at her and asked,
"Will you marry me?"
And then she smiled and nodded a yes,
And asked me about the ring,
"I didn't have one", so I said,
Will a jacket do? And gave her that instead.
How a cold could change my Heart,
And make me fall in love,
With a girl who sneezed a lot!!!!
~A Poem By Fizz