Little Umbrella
On the ground
Tossed there upside down
For there is no need
The day is hot
The sun is dry
The ground can fry
In the distance
A cloud dark and mean
Little rain drops seem to call
Not afraid to make a fall
Would you like it if we went by?
Hit your face hot and dry
Be greatful
Don't complain
Tossed aside
Upside down
Catching rain in the round
Little umbrella laying on the ground
Keeping the worms from being drowned.
Howard Johnson
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/fallen-rain-shield/
