In moments swift, as time lengthen wide,
The years cascade like waves upon the shore,
Their innocence, a fleeting summer’s bloom,
Their dreams, a constellation in the dark.

How brief the dance, how sweet the memory,
Of tiny hands in mine, of hearts that beat
In tandem with the music of the night,
A symphony of love, pure and complete.

With every step, the dance of life unfolds,
Their laughter, joy, and tears a sacred thread,
We wove our stories in the silent dawn,
Where time and space conspired to pause for us.

The echoes of that night still linger here,
In every whispered word and gentle smile,
In every hope and fear that we embraced,
A testament to love’s enduring light.

Now grown and strong, they carve their paths alone,
Yet still the dance remains within their soul,
A guide, a beacon through the stormy seas,
A promise kept, as sure as day will break.

We danced not knowing how the steps would end,
Each moment treasured, each embrace a gift,
If only for a while, we held it close,
The dance of life, a blessing unforeseen.
The bitter-sweetness of their fleeting youth,
And though they journey far, our hearts remain
Entwined forever in that timeless dance.