This rain is cold and it just started to pour but I must brave it
I look in the back seat for some sort of protection
I can't help but grin as I uncover a large dark blue umbrella.
I step out of the warmth of my car and start the trek across campus.
this umbrella is an old one
I remember this umbrella at the bus stop in elementary school.
I stare at my feet as I walk
left
right
left
right
and suddenly I am back in elementary school
at the bus stop in the rain
with an umbrella big enough to shelter me and all my friends
on days when it rained bad mom would let me use her big blue umbrella
it always made me think of her
think of my mom at work safe from the rain
think of her coming home after school
making her first drink and going to her room
she did so much just for us to get by
I always knew the little things
like giving me her umbrella
were all she could manage
I step in a particularly deep puddle
and now I am a college student again
thinking of my mom at home safe from the rain
while I scurry across campus in the middle of the night
back then she couldn't handle much more than an umbrella and a kiss on the head
when you're depressed everything is overwhelming you know?
Now I'm the depressed one, and nothing in the world sounds better then my mom giving me her umbrella and dropping a kiss on my head.....
Apr 24, 2013
Apr 24, 2013 at 5:43 AM UTC
This rain is cold and it just started to pour but I must brave it
I look in the back seat for some sort of protection
I can't help but grin as I uncover a large dark blue umbrella.
I step out of the warmth of my car and start the trek across campus.
this umbrella is an old one
I remember this umbrella at the bus stop in elementary school.
I stare at my feet as I walk
left
right
left
right
and suddenly I am back in elementary school
at the bus stop in the rain
with an umbrella big enough to shelter me and all my friends
on days when it rained bad mom would let me use her big blue umbrella
it always made me think of her
think of my mom at work safe from the rain
think of her coming home after school
making her first drink and going to her room
she did so much just for us to get by
I always knew the little things
like giving me her umbrella
were all she could manage
I step in a particularly deep puddle
and now I am a college student again
thinking of my mom at home safe from the rain
while I scurry across campus in the middle of the night
back then she couldn't handle much more than an umbrella and a kiss on the head
when you're depressed everything is overwhelming you know?
Now I'm the depressed one, and nothing in the world sounds better then my mom giving me her umbrella and dropping a kiss on my head.....
