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