Down a Storm Drain Gone Forever
My heart was racing, for the boy
that I adored had handed me
a note he told me wait to read,
so home I ran excitedly!
I did not dare to read it yet,
for he was walking down the street
with friends of his. Oh, how I hoped
that he had written something sweet.
When almost home, I crossed the street
but tripped! That was not clever.
From my hand slipped Johnny’s note,
down a storm drain gone forever!
Too shy to ever tell the boy
I had gone and dropped his note,
I saw him next day; he just smiled.
Oh, to know what Johnny wrote!
Johnny must have been shy too.
What if all that he could say
was in the note that he had written
which had gone and slipped away?
Had Johnny wanted anwers from me?
His smiles then stopped! I will never
know his feelings, for now his note was
down a storm drain gone forever!
March 17, 2019
for Eve Roper's Down A Storm Drain Gone Forever Poetry Contest
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