Poem: Little Romantic Walk

I had a little romantic walk

With the prettiest lady I know

All was moving great and smooth

Until the bad guys appeared.

 

My pretty angel stared at me

As I tried to dive away

And prevent her from every hurt

As their threatening footsteps neared.

 

She looked at me and very afraid

My heart was pumping fast

I never knew what would become of us

But then I had to be a man.

Their fiery look was frightening

They had with them some weapon 

A walk of Joy is ruined again

As they approached very fast.

 

With all energy, she started a race

An athlete without coach and coat

I leaped to join my angel away

but there and then they burst to laugh.

 

They meant no harm in all of those

Just to scare us was their intention

But I know it can never be reversed

I mean my ruined romantic walk.