Umbrella of Love

Umbrella of Love. If you drive along the asphalted narrow road that runs Parallel with the vine plants, turn left, you will see A muddy road more like a track now after rain, From here you have to walk till you see a quiet little Corner where two stone walls meet; and you will See- not a great deal- the place I’m going to plant A carob tree comes spring. The reason for the corner Is two brothers who couldn’t agree whom it Belonged to so they left it untended and with time No one took an interest in weeds and stinging plants. The tree will be in memory of a girl a met a day of rain And she shared her pink umbrella with me. Not a big thing, but I was home from the sea and lost In the big city, she gave me the shelter I needed.