Picture painted by Eve Roper. It was inpsired by the original painting The Red parasol by Alfred Glendening
Mama tells me I must shield my skin from the scorching sun This doesn’t stop me and my friend Amy from having some fun Amy went out exploring and picked wild roses from the bowers I can still smell the sweet scent of these now wilting pink flowers We can paddle in the blue sea when we hitch up our long clothes Then go walking on the golden sand; I can feel it tickling my toes We rest in the sand dunes and Amy perches on an enormous rock I sit on the soft ground and am careful not to ruin my pretty frock On my lips I taste the salty sea air on the warm summer breeze How I cherish my free time on such sunny days as these Contest –The Red Parasol Sponsored by Eve Roper 06~11~16
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