Umbrella Poem

...

Like an umbrella

our love

softly opens

synchronized

with the delicate rain

...

we saunter through

the tunneled street

as old stones repress

beneath our feet

again and again

...

fresh crisp morning air

surrounds the subdued sounds

as the percussion slows

into the silence of the day

...

and sunlight appears

through the glisten of time

as our love safely folds

away.