I was ten she was eight

I was ten she was eight

She was my classmate

Her innocence

Neat dress, Suave looks

Soft smile

Simple and elegant manners

Attracted me

My heart was not

What it used to be

The heart beats increased

Face blushed

Whenever I saw

Or talked to her

I could not understand

Why and what it was?

I told my mother

About The changes I felt

My mother replied

You are as innocent

As she is

Love for her

Has erupted in your heart

Something nobody can stop

Falling in love is natural

You are the lucky one

Falling for someone

Earlier than others

28-07-2011

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