Boy with his umbrella
Spins, spins, spins
the new umbrella, then himself
Umbrellas are waterproof, right?
Shield of power, sword of fire
jumping, skipping, laughing
hiding under trees
dipping in puddles
catching the wind
circle around and around
I want to make my umbrella into a bow and arrow.
Can I do that mom? I say it might bend.
Tossing into the air, letting it float
to the ground with a clunk
An umbrella is like a rock not a feather
Don’t forget your Brolly,
An old woman said.
Can you use it to catch monsters? She asks him.
Silently staring, he then answers
with a look that says, what a stupid question.
I use it as a shield. Of course.