The gloomy clouds lean over
And the thunder roars its threat
I flap open my umbrella then
My only reliable retreat
Dark and gloomy, moist and wet
Dripping drops of rain overhead
It sways and dances in the wind
Enjoying them as its sweetest mead
Though it tries to wrestle with me now and then
It gives the companionship in that hour
When your wind goes fiery and clouds tend to bleed
And breeze then curdles and turns sour
Oh my umbrella, I tell you that I know
You drenching yourself to keep me dry
When my
clothes abandon their sheer need
You prevent me from desperate cry
You fight with me to wriggle free
The way you flap and overturn
Yet I love you enough and need you much
And keep you firmly when you churn
That is love I guess that we share
I let you out and open your wings
And under the threat of no matter what
You keep me safe and let me sing!!
Wednesday, July 31, 2013
My Umbrella
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Wednesday, July 31, 2013
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love,
loving despite difference,
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rain,
umbrella
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Trust me ds is waaaaaay above amazing
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