Pink Umbrella
Daffodils sway,I sit on a park bench,
a puppy poops on tree,it left a stench.
I observe, paint in the form of a Sonnet,
it’ll be lovely, wore my lucky bonnet.
Children are playing on a big red slide,
while some kids decided to run and hide.
Now my portrait of words and rhymes is done,
I felt like a young child, had so much fun.
Must go home real fast, the sky looks gray,
rain falls from the sky, still had a great day.
When I arrive home I am soaked and wet,
greeted by,not secret, admirer Jet.
I changed my clothes, got my pink umbrella,
opened my door, ran pass one strange fella.
Alexis Y.
10/18/2020
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