Proud Sun shows its true colors these days
And it's pretty warm.
I walk under an umbrella and it gives me the shade.
I do not know how could I repay you for your faithful service?
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A charming metaphor for solace, Rain or shine your faithful protector will be there for you. Lovely write. Warm regards, Sandra
Enigmatic, clever penning. Your umbrella may have a few holes, but it has remained faithful, despite the hiccups of your topsy turvy world. Delightful poem. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥