If umbrella could be a verb,
I would umbrella you.
I would protect you from the sun,
Cover you in the rain
I would be protection
and keep out all the pain.
But that would not be worthy
of such a soul as yours,
who loves to get all muddy,
who loves to get outdoors.
You love the wind, love the rain,
the summer sun is your best friend.
I would be abandoned
in the closet by the door.
left at Value Village or
some other seconds store,
You would have no use for me,
this useless metaphor
Totally unfair :( An impressive contrast between the warm beginning and the cold ending. Well written!
ReplyDeleteyou've skillfully shifted perspectives here. the poem is lovely
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