My Umbrella
Armed and ready
I leave the house
For rain and storm
Feeling secure
Walking confidently
Worrying about
Leaving it behind
Forgetting it somewhere
Like its previous mates
So I grab my umbrella
Before I leave
Walk out
Towards the train station
Then the moment of truth
I open my umbrella
Confidently go out
Into the rain and potential storm
A gust of wind - suddenly
Totally destroys it in seconds
I helplessly cling on
Desperately try to repair the damage
It’s hopeless
I walk a few metres with it
It’s drizzling and cold
I lower the umbrella
And drop it by the roadside
I feel strange as I litter
This former protector of mine
It gave its life
But now I must brave
The freezing wind and rain
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