A VERY BRIEF ENCOUNTER
Although it was only an April shower,
Due to climate change, it lasted an hour.
And so we sheltered beneath that tree,
No one else, just her and me.
So, thanks to the typically English weather,
It seemed that fate had thrown us together.
From the moment she spoke, it seemed just right.
I could almost believe in love at first sight.
What can I say of her hazel eyes?
If I were a poet I’d eulogise.
And I would walk for many a mile
Just to see her dazzling smile.
I made a joke and, oh that laughter,
Will live with me for ever after.
Then, before I knew it, an hour had passed
And the sun peeped through the cloud at last.
Now, though our meeting had made my day,
The time had come to walk away.
I would have loved to meet again,
But decided not to linger.
There was a baby in the pram
And a gold ring on her finger.
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