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What a day it was for me!

Walking amid the friendly breeze,

The sun did its heat cease,

Together for the playground headed we.

Smeared with joy the moments were,

It was not about playing football only,

It was being a part of history,

Just then and right there.

On the move with the ball we were,

I was sort of hypnotised suddenly,

After my eyes fell on a walking beauty,

She called me by a wrong name there.

That very moment I felt like being,

Hit by a forceful wind,

Appeared blank my mind,

And for words I was longing.

She was beautiful like a princess,

And innocent like a baby,

From a place heavenly,

In whom my heart began to rest.