You are our umbrella,
Shielding us from life’s storms.
You kept us dry
When the rain poured hard.
Your love was our shelter.
Safe and warm,
Protected us when the skies turned gray.
You taught us courage,
Made us brave to face every challenge.
You stood in the rain
So we wouldn’t feel a drop.

The sacrifices you made
Helped us grow and bloom.
They will never be forgotten.

Now that the storm has passed, rest.
Let us care for you,
As you always cared for us.

Let us hold the umbrella now.

Mistakes were forgiven.
With a gentle smile
Surrounded by faces
No judgment was cast
Your innocence was embraced

Life was easy, carefree and light
No weight on your shoulders,
No battles to fight

Can we ever feel serene again?
Can we ever be trusted
With the innocence of a child?

Somewhere within, that child still remains—
In quiet moments, in summer rains
Perhaps life can be gentle
If they see through the eyes we once wore

Strength stands firm on the surface , yet doubtful beneath.
Is this the way for all?
Does the world grow mightier,
or weak to keep up the pace?
Will a place ever be found?

A quiet war within—
does it only cease when we’re buried deeper?
The sky looms in ashen tones,
while waters shimmer with an uncanny green,
and the air chills like the hearts of the indifferent.

Will warmth ever return?
Will sunlight break through, embracing all once more?
Will the world ever learn to accept?