Umbrella

Umbrella Rain poured heavily upon my heart, Soaking my head to my feet Wind yanked my umbrella It flew across the sky And faded into the clouds Lightening struck And broke it apart Ha , ha , ha the beastly thunder mocked My heart rumbled and neared a dissolve My clothes clung to my skin Hugging my frame At my core I felt warmth and satisfaction Great grandma’s hands touched the thread that lay on my bed A splendid craft A quilt of no pattern or design Rough, tight strings Loose buttons from old clothes ,beads and sequins Weaved and sewn onto a plane Colors of every kind known to man Realized by her fresh eyes and unique perspective I’ve drowned in murky waters and stumbled amongst rocks and rubble I’ve emptied out the well And dried my eyes The brawl has come to a close Marckincia Jean Personification 10/04/19