Her Umbrella Skies (ded. RDK)

Her Umbrella Skies 

She holds it 

upwards,

held by steady hands,

that the wind buffets 

and tosses, 

with the rain 

that thunders 

and roars, 

but beneath 

her canopy 

of stars 

and light, 

is the blue 

of hope,  

her umbrella skies.

Around her 

there are clouds 

of doubt, dark 

and a forgotten light, 

a light that rises 

in eyes of dawn 

to lift the hood 

of darkness away, 

but she laughs 

and shares 

with her life, 

the blue 

of her umbrella skies.

And so with her beauty, 

she smiles 

and listens 

to the changing 

stories 

of the wind, 

tickling with wonder, 

the reminder 

of the treasure, 

the blue morning 

of today, 

a sheltering love, 

beneath 

her umbrella skies.

For hers is the light 

the light 

that whispers, 

golden in the shimmering moments 

of leaves 

and possibilities, 

for those friends 

and loves 

who cherish and hold 

opening their hearts 

to the girl, 

with the umbrella blue 

of her smiling skies.

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