Today
David Pring-Mill
It looked cloudy
when I glanced out the window
before my walk.
So I took an umbrella with me.
The overall
presentation changed
when clouds parted,
with scenery
dramatically becoming
illumed by lovely rays.
Now,
with umbrella in hand,
I just look like a pessimist.
Poet's Notes: This happened to me. I
wrote the poem on my smartphone while I was wandering around outside with the
useless umbrella.
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