Mountainous Umbrella…
Even a snow capped mountain,
Does get tired of moisture on its top,
With the umbrella it herein did stop,
No longer does the mountain need a mop…
Shaded from the sun as well is the mountain,
No snowmelt running down her slopes,
How long can the umbrella remain?
Blowing away with the winds, cannot tie it with ropes,
The umbrella must move on to another domain…
She did thank the umbrella cloud,
It did act for all to see quite like a shroud,
Protected the mountain from a multitude of sins,
Between the two as they did part, they did so with wide grins…
© ed ~ 4/01/05
poem was pretty good, too. but a pic like that is worth a 1,000 words.
thanks for sharing it.
TX
Great write
Allen
Thanks for sharing!!!!
Lol...your review made me laugh!!
Love Tinka