Umbrella Shared Poem by Ima Ryma

She said to me, 'Hey young fella, '
As I was walking in the rain,
'You wanna share my umbrella? '
And I found love, simple and plain.
We both were walking to grade school.
But I sure remember that day.
I knew I was Mr. Right who'll
Always be her man come what may.
We remained sweethearts through childhood,
And got married, each a late teen.
For sixty years life has been good,
Sharing lots of love 'twixt and 'tween.

Some rainy days, a walking pair
Still with that umbrella to share.