At the Altar

I was born on a day when the Finns got their independence, and were gleaming
While she made her entry when Cricket world cup victory was beaming.

Born on a cold winter morning, I like being cosy and warm
Coming down to earth in the summer heat, I wonder how she remains calm.

I savour the goodness of life, also known as sweet
While she favours the salt and sour as her ultimate treat.

Slow and steady wins the race, I praise
Variety is the spice in life, she says..

Beauty and brains dont go together
So I dont mind giving up my top floor to get her.

I venture beyond boundaries, feeding on creative pasture
She expands her intellectual horizon, while maintaining a silent posture.

Sports gets me passionate, with which she doesnt really resonate
And with words I go like a rocket, while her words would fill a locket.

Where she feels down, he is overconfident to the brim
Where he spends on her, she saves for him.

Opposites definitely attract each other, and I am just the one
Come and witness me tying the knot on the other half, a gal par none.

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The search has just begun !!! (for a wonderful life with a beautiful wife)

PS: For the finer points as to when and where, with whom and what not, just drop me an email.