January Rain!

Three fools and a get-together,

Talked of Plato, Marx and Twitter.

‘Lets head for the woods!’ one exclaimed

‘Yes!’ said all the three together.

Eggs, salad, fish and chips

All swallowed along with the drink;

Talked of heaven, talked of hell

And any random thoughts they thought had a flair.

The clock struck 9, they headed home

The non-sensical talk went on.

Their laughter gave life to the deserted road

Their joyous mood shone in the dark;

They pretended to be the only 3 in the world

And let their laughter echo in the dark.

Until the road diverged into three

They experienced bliss under the January rain!