Ode to an Umbrella

Enjoy the English version of our Neruda-esque "Ode to an Umbrella"! (Spanish translation coming soon!)

Ode to an Umbrella

By - Ms. Ledford's AP Spanish IV Students

Umbrella, I love you.

Whenever I see you, I remember my childhood

& how playing in the rain was always great fun.

I spun you like a top and

you became a bright color wheel

of many faces - yellow, green, red, blue.

Whenever I see you, I remember the smell of fresh rain

and how you would shield me from any storm.

You were not only my shield, but my sword.

The driving wind and rain

could not penetrate your impermeable dome.

Whenever I found myself in bad weather, 

you opened your metal arms

to deflect what was coming down.

You've been like a soldier,

always ready to defend

never asking for anything in return.

Or maybe like a mother

always ready to encourage her child.

Your handle remains strong and sturdy,

though in the end you'll eventually fly away.

Leaving me stranded,

but teaching me not to be weak and defenseless;

as I learn to stand on my own.

You taught me how to play in the rain.