The Woman I Met.(Poem)

 
THE WOMAN I MET 
 
   I've got to tell you about this woman 
   I met on the train to Inverness. 
   It was going from Euston at eight in the evening 
   And leaving behind me--but here I digress 
   Because I must mention the storm that was growing 
   And blowing the snow in and coming our way. 
 
   I have to mention the state of the weather, 
   The weather that blew in out of the West, 
   It was blowing with power to check us with showers 
   And block us with snowfalls and cause us distress 
   Those terrible showers that could last for hours 
   And block us and shock us and cause us delay. 
 
   And did I tell you just why I was on it, 
   This train that was going to Inverness? 
   I was going from Euston at eight in the evening 
   And leaving behind me a girl, I confess. 
   She'd been my lover, the wife of my brother 
   And he was so angry that I ...