Umbrella

I took a walk today, the sky with angry billowing clouds, with the trumpet to call the rain, with me and my umbrella, watching the lighting dace across the sky. It starts to pitter patter upon my umbrella slowly, I reach out and catch it at my finger tips, I marvel at what lives little pleasures are. I toss away my burden to be swept upon the wind and tip my head back arms stretched wide, I watch my whole life whizzing by and think ......damn i dropped my umbrella.