Green Umbrella

Green Umbrella 
We were out driving it began raining and the window whiskers didn’t work. 
My wife went out of the car walked in front 
I could see the umbrella it was green, but the progress was slow especially uphill and we had to stop many times. 
At home, I dried her hair and washed her tired, 
sore feet made her a cup of strong tea till she 
was ready to make my evening meal.
Green Umbrella 
We were out driving it began raining, and the window whiskers did not work. 
My wife went out of the car walked in front 
I could see the umbrella it was green, but the progress was slow, 
mainly uphill and we had to stop many times. 
At home, I dried her hair and washed her tired, 
sore feet made her a cup of strong tea until she was ready to make my evening meal.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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