Walking down Main Street

Walking down Main Street

As the rain pours down and all the people are indoors,

I walk down Main Street, under my umbrella, alone with the world.

The moon is full, the air is cold,

But I am at peace in this town where nobody ever goes.

They only pass on through, as they think there is nothing here to do,

But there is so much to be seen, if they would only take the time;

But nobody ever has the time,

Because as they say “time flies!”

And this place is no fun, when you have money and you are young;

They all seem to be…in such a rush…

The other old timers watch them all just pass on by.

This old town may not have those alluring big city lights,

But it does have its charms, its people and a picturesque beauty.

If only they had the time to see;

But their minds are closed and they all have some other place to go,

So they will never know of this town

And its charming folks…

There goes Taylor-Rose; I guess her parents wanted twins,

But she has no siblings, so I guess she is their blessing.

Their pride and joy, they spoke about long ago,

When they too were young and they got hitched in the snow.

It sure was cold that day, but the sun was so bright;

They said they could not wait until the summer time.

A shotgun wedding; a lasting romance.

It’s been twenty years now, for Taylor-Rose’s Mom and Dad.

There’s the old General Store

And there’s the Post Office next door.

The Doctors Surgery is three doors down,

Past the Pharmacy and The Needle and Thread Store.

At the end of Main Street, there is a sign with more names;

I turn left behind it, to get to my old house,

But I am not heading that way.

Sweet Melissa is making our supper at home again tonight;

She is so wonderful to me; I’m a lucky family guy.

I remember when we met; I had just arrived in town.

I was just passing through like all the others…

And then my car broke down.

The mechanic was busy and then he had to send off for some parts,

So I booked myself into a room at the hotel and there she was…

A housekeeper with such beauty, like none I had ever seen before.

Her parents worked in the hotel too back then;

Her Mom told me my room was on the first floor.

Eventually I asked Melissa out to dinner;

I was a loser back then, but she turned me into a winner.

Now as I turn the right way into Lovers Avenue,

I can see Melissa at home; her silhouette moves in to view.

I’ve brought her some roses, they are not red; they are blue;

They are artificial, of course, but that just means they will last longer

And they will symbolize our love…

It will never get old,

It will only grow stronger.

I should tell Melissa that, I guess it sounds kind of nice;

But I will still give her the card Madison wrote and I simply signed.

She sure is clever, that Madison in the flower shop;

She always writes a verse of poetry for Melissa, from me,

When I cannot find the right words, to say what I want.

I’m just a simple kind of man, with love and our anniversary on my mind,

So I thought I would remind Melissa that I truly love her…

I’m so lucky to be her guy.

Three knocks on the door and “I’ll be right there.”

My love opens the door

And there is the smell of freshly baked bread in the air.

“It’s nearly done; did you forget your key?

Oh are those for me?” She smiles

And I go weak at the knees.

“I didn’t use my key, because I wanted to recreate our first date;

Do you remember me nervously knocking on your door?”

“Oh; the memories. 

And all these years later, you are still…my love.”

“I’m sorry I am late.”

“Nonsense, you’re just in time.”  She smiles at me

And after supper and dessert, we are both still smiling…

I have to go now, for my time is all just for Melissa…

So long memory lane; I hope you enjoyed the memories.

I sure am glad I didn’t just drive on through;

Just think what would have happened, if I had never met her…

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