Ode To My Umbrella

You patiently wait just

Hanging about behind

The back door, under a

Car seat, often in the trunk

No fair weather friend, you

Brolly, bumbershoot, umbrella

Red awning with happy white dasies

Often lost, but not forgotten

On call at a moments notice

You open your arms to

Shelter me from disturbances,

cloudbursts, downpours

Parasol, gamp, canopy

Welcome companion in all seasons

Sometimes forgotten, but not lost

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