The storm came up rather quickly
And caught the sightseers by surprise
His hat blew off just as he observed
A beautiful lass with violet eyes
His bumbershoot turned almost inside out
Then he heard a sweet mirthful chuckle
He would later say it was love at first sight
That her beauty made his weak knees buckle
He introduced himself and asked her name
By the look of shock on her face he deduced
The lady thought he was being too forward
Because they hadn't been properly introduced
Holding her skirts, she started to walk away
He realized he might have sounded shady
"Sir, I'm offended by your bold advances
And I will have you know I'm a lady."
The wind grew fierce and it began to hail
She quickly jumped into his arms for shelter
Holding her tightly, he hoped she wouldn't resist
Because he knew he had never looked svelter
In later years, they credited the weather
For letting them fall in love in a storm
If my great-grandparents hadn't met that day
Ninety descendants would have never been born
Kathleen McCoy Eldridge©
June 18, 2007
All Rights Reserved
"Blow, Blow Thou Winter Wind Dew" Sequenced by Barry Taylor Taylor's Traditional Tunebook
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