One night I went out
into the storm...
It was not pretty...
I was soaked...
Freezing...
Oh, how I wished
that I stayed home...
In my nice warm
bed....
Under the covers
would I have been
safe....
But no....I decided
to go out into that
storm...
A really bad choice
did I ever make.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem