John F. McCullagh
How I Met Your Mother
I was waiting on the platform,
waiting for a westbound train.
I was thinking about you
but I didn’t know your name.
I had seen you at the wedding-
You were playing bass guitar.
I didn’t at the time yet know
How wonderful you are.
Amazingly the train was late,
delayed because of rain.
You came with that umbrella.
I forgot about my plane.
I somehow found my courage
to finally ask your name.
In time we would share sorrow
But first we’d share romance.
I’ve no regrets that we two loved-
just grateful for the chance.
Someday I’ll tell our children
How we met there in the rain
How a shared umbrella
brought us close
While waiting for a train.
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