Under the shade of an umbrella
I sit and watch the world go by
Raindrops patter on the fabric
As people rush and hurry by
An umbrella is a refuge
From the storm that rages on
A shield from the wind and rain
That beats against the dawn
In winter it is a shelter
From the biting cold and sleet
In summer it's a parasol
To shield us from the heat
A rainbow of colors
On a gray and cloudy day
A symbol of protection
That keeps the rain at bay
It's a companion on the journey
Through life's unpredictable weather
A constant reminder
That we're never alone together
The umbrellas of our lives
May bend and break and tear
But we can always find another
To shield us from despair
So here's to the humble umbrella
A simple and common sight
A steadfast friend and ally
In the rain or in the light.
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>That was a bad idea. I thought you knew… >Oh, the pathos! I don’t really know you as well as I should. In fact, I may not know the real you at all. That essential, sparkling you that you only reveal to a select few. Had I been paying more attention to the stories you are so fond of telling, in which you are invariably author, narrator and protagonist, I would not have been so foolish as to set you up on a blind date. After all, no friend has ever done anything of the kind for another. That’s preposterous. What is a friend, really?
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