My Big Umbrella
I have an old umbrella, big and black;
I carry it in storms of rain or snow.
It keeps me dry in front and dry in back,
And so I always take it when I go.
When all the trees have dropped their leaves at last
And offer no protection from the storm.
When snow is falling, heavy, wet and fast,
My big umbrella keeps me dry and warm.
And if I’m ever walking down your street
When winter snow is keeping you inside.
Or if you fear the cold and driving sleet,
Don’t let it get you down or make you hide.
Just call my name, then come and walk along
Beneath my big umbrella, broad and strong.
Umbrella