Their First Walk

Their First Walk
Spring 2014

"What do you want? You want the moon?
Just say the word and I'll throw a lasso around it and pull it down.
Hey, that's a pretty good idea. I'll give you the moon."
-- George Bailey, It's a Wonderful Life

She stepped outside on a chilly night
To escape the merry din;
None of her friends aware quite yet
She'd left the party within.

He peered out of the frosty glass
To see her standing alone;
He thought he'd be a gallant man
And offer to walk her home.

The moon shone low in the winter sky,
Casting shadows all around;
And the two together walked, too shy
For either to make a sound,

'Till an icy wind blew up and pushed
Them into a bank of snow;
Then together they laughed at how the cold
Had made their faces glow.

She spoke of the books she read
And he of college plans;
Then both smiled when she reached out
To hold his offered hand.

At her gate he paused and asked if they
Could meet again on Main.
She said she'd see, already hoping
To continue down this lane.