The Umbrella Poem by robert keaty

saw you yesterday
You were kissing the wind
The sun was on your face

It was raining on my face
The sun shined brightly upon me
But without a trace

I was going to ask you for an umbrella
But I realized that you were the umbrella
And I knew you wouldn't cover me

Uncovered and exposed
Tears sliding, imprinting on my nose

The wind took you away but it left a scent
I tried to inhale the past
Memories here, time gone to fast

No time to mourn lost love
Here comes the storm