You held the umbrella
With Your steady hand
And protected me from
The incessant downpour.
I lived comfortably always
In the big shadow You cast
I never felt the heat
Of the discriminating folks.
This world is sweet for me
It's all Your care and grace
I wonder what I would be
Without Your love and support.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It is always a fortune to have someone to hold an umbrella of support over us.... A poem of gratefulness and contentment!