Sunday 20 March 2011

Poems by Diego

Walking Her Home in the Rain

It was time for her to go home

Our time was up; I was bound to be alone

She got her stuff, and was at the door

That is when it began to pour

I grabbed my jacket, and she her umbrella

Glad to know that I was her fella

Out into the nasty storm

Prince Charming, I took his form

We walked with haste in the rain

Her inevitable departure, just brings pain

Finally got her home

Just to return to be alone

I wrote this after coming home soaked one night from walking my girlfriend home. My dad had taken the car that night, and she needed to get home, so I walked her. Just as we were about to go, it started to pour.

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