Mahua Chopra Poet Quatrain

My Umbrella

Here is my umbrella,
Bright and colourful,
Scorching sunlight or wet rain,
It always makes me cheerful.

Without any kind of selfish reason,
It protects and cares for me every time,
Getting burnt by sun or lashed by the strong showers,
And I feel as if I’d done a big crime.

I vow to care for my umbrella,
As it always takes all the pain,
I too will love and protect it,
Without caring for any gain.

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