Umbrella

Umbrella

At the side of the cold road under a red umbrella
In a white dress she was standing in the rain
Looks like an angel from the sky that just came
I offered her a lift she accepted with a little shame
She sat in the car, out side was dark
Her eyes were sharp
I started my car
I asked her  for coffee
In near by shop
And see her with affirmative hope
My heart was jumping and neck was roped
May she refuse or say stop
But there was nothing to worry
She smiled and said yes
She was ready
And I do not need to tell
Any thing else
It’s secret between us
We are away from rush
I am thankful umbrella
I am thankful rain
How would I have found her if it didn’t rain?

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