Green Umbrella (Edited) Poem by Jan Oskar Hansen

Green Umbrella
We were out driving it began raining and the window whiskers didn't work.
My wife went out of the car walked in front
I could see the umbrella it was green, but
the progress was slow especially up hill and
we had to stop many times.
At home, I dried her hair and washed her tired,
sore feet made her a cup of strong tea till she
was ready to make my evening meal.
Green Umbrella
We were out driving it began raining, and the window whiskers
did not work.
My wife went out of the car walked in front
I could see the umbrella it was green, but the progress was slow,
mainly uphill and we had to stop many times.
At home, I dried her hair and washed her tired,
sore feet made her a cup of strong tea till she
was ready to make my evening meal.