UNDER AN UMBRELLA
How do i colour these rainy days?
Now that my palatte is scattered.
Now that my brush is loaded.
How do i colour the deluge?
Who will scold morning birds?
Do they ever sleep late, like we?
You can wallow on pillow mounds
Poo poo the downpour away
But daylight saunters in.
Cut me some slack, you plead.
Got to ponder raindrop peperomia.
Strut your butt under an umbrella.UNDER AN UMBRELLA © gillena cox 2022