In the silence of a youthful dawn,
Two hearts bound in whispers untold,
Dreams wrapped in a fragile bond,
A story of innocence unfolds.

In eyes too young to see the world,
Promises etched with trembling hands,
A dance of hope and gentle fears,
In a world they barely understand.

The season of play and laughter lost,
Replaced by duties unspoken, unseen,
Yet in their hearts, a song remains,
Echoes of what could have been.

Oh, tender souls, in hurried haste,
Bound by fate’s unyielding chain,
May time grant them strength and grace,
To find their way through love and pain.