The Evening Poem by Nicholas Hon

The Evening

I remember on a rainy,
September night, I was happy
Excited and weighted down
With the engagement ring.
Fall. I went to go pick
Her up, feeling my heart
Beat even faster as I take
Every step.
Her apartment lights were
As bright as the sun, and
I called her down to the lobby.
As she stepped out of the
Elevator, I tried to shake off
My shock. She wore a dress
That was as dark as the night
But her smile was bright.
We arrived at the fancy restaurant
With a friend's help, the night had
Become perfect, with a dash of wine,
I became too drunk. She offered
Me to stay at her place, the perfect
Time to propose.
We drove through the murky night.
Against the unforgiving rain, until
A fully grown buck appeared out
Of nowhere, striking my future
Wife with fear. She swerved and
Crashed into a tree.
I sadly sit here, wishing I never
Lied about being drunk, as I
Hold the ring.