First Date
As I sat patiently on a wooden bench...waiting to meet my date
I sat there in the pouring rain...her cab was running late
My feet in puddled waters...drops dripping off my nose
In my hand, to give to her...a single yellow rose
Suddenly, her cab pulled up...and I said "wait a minute fella"
I paid her tab, and tipped him well...then I grabbed her red umbrella
As we stood there in the pouring rain...with her glasses wet from mist
I held her in my arms so close...and she melted when we kissed
We danced in rain, all evening long...until the rain had dripped no more
Then I closed her red umbrella...and I walked her to her door
The Red Umbrella Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Eve Roper
11/3/2018
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