Clifford Villalon Poet Concrete

Umbrella

I'm
                                       here
                                 and   there.
                          So, open  your  eyes
                and pick up what I just dropped.
            You  need  me  when the  sun  is  high.
       You need me more when the storm is thrown.
   I will keep you cool and dry even when you frown.
                                          I
                                        am
                                       what
                                          I
                                        am!

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Shirley Hawkins October 5, 2022 at 9:26 PM I loved your beautifully shaped umbrella poem, Cliff. People lose umbrellas all the time. They serve a good purpose, don't they? Take care Cliff. Shirley

Kim Rodrigues October 5, 2022 at 6:31 PM Yes an umbrella does its job come rain or shine or one’s mood. Very nice, Cliff!

Clifford Villalon October 5, 2022 at 1:55 AM Thank you. Cliff