The Little Umbrella

A poem about life and rain


1. The Little Umbrella

I like to think of the rain
As a blessing
That we gain
Though we may not like confessing
I’m sure it is true
Life will lead down the right path
And bid you adieu
Ladybugs will fly
Babies will cry
Life will be found
When the fawns leap and bound
That little umbrella 
Held by the littlest fella
Will soon block the rain
When it comes again


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