My Red Umbrella

My Red Umbrella

A Poem by Elizabeth


My red umbrella
is prettier than I am
and far more capable.

It shines in the rain,
not afraid of drowning.

Unlike me,
it welcomes the deluge.

© 2015 Elizabeth


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the umbrella is made for a deluge. we aren't. if we were, we'd look our best soaking wet too.

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Elizabeth
Elizabeth

Wonderland, TN



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