In the fields where sunflowers sway,
Love blooms quietly, in a gentle way.
Underneath the vast Ukrainian sky,
Hearts connect, as the days go by.
Amidst the echoes of the past,
Two souls find a bond to last.
Through whispers of the evening breeze,
Love dances softly among the trees.
Golden wheat waves in the fields,
A testament to what love yields.
Dreams are woven in the twilight’s glow,
As the moon watches from above, slow.
Together they walk, hand in hand,
Writing stories in the sand.
In the heart of Ukraine, love’s light,
Shines brightly through the night.