Love Poem: First Umbrella
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Written by: David Mohn

First Umbrella

I’d always thought I had it all
Till you breezed softly to my life
I now recall this parasol 
As you walk near as wife

It was the gift that first allured 
As love was young and new
And so it is that we’ve endured
Through tempests more than few

I used to think the color bland
And coverage somewhat small
Now the faded red is grand
Our closeness now enthralls

Umbrella’s fabric old and stained 
Still shields us from above
Far more it means than stopping rain
It’s walked with us from like to love


David Mohn 
02 Mar 2013
Based on Visual 1 of Nette Onclaud’s Symbolism: The Umbrella Contest