John F. McCullagh

Silver Star - 3,970 Points (09/28/1954 / Flushing)

How I Met Your Mother - Poem by John F. McCullagh

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.

Topic(s) of this poem: love

Poet's Notes about The Poem

A verse about the finale

Comments about How I Met Your Mother by John F. McCullagh

  • Ramesh Rai (4/1/2014 8:21:00 AM)

    Beautiful romance of life. The moment shall ever be ringing in mind if it happen so in any one's life. (Report) Reply

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  • Gajanan Mishra (4/1/2014 8:05:00 AM)

    I somehow found my courage, good writing, thanks. (Report) Reply

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