“Don’t put it up inside the house..
It’s bad luck”
He looks at me, his thumb on the button
Then bam it’s up, it’s out in all its glory
You can probably guess the story
I get mad, “I told you not to..
And you did!”
He looks at me, not understanding
Why it’s so important anyway
I bite my tongue in an effort not to say
All those irrational fears
But they’re there
In my head, as he raises his voice
To scold me for raising mine
I apologize and say it’s fine
He says he just wanted to see what
It looked like
As I ponder endless consequences
As inevitable as the tide
For opening an umbrella inside.
Aug 23, 2021
Aug 23, 2021 at 1:49 AM UTC
“Don’t put it up inside the house..
It’s bad luck”
He looks at me, his thumb on the button
Then bam it’s up, it’s out in all its glory
You can probably guess the story
I get mad, “I told you not to..
And you did!”
He looks at me, not understanding
Why it’s so important anyway
I bite my tongue in an effort not to say
All those irrational fears
But they’re there
In my head, as he raises his voice
To scold me for raising mine
I apologize and say it’s fine
He says he just wanted to see what
It looked like
As I ponder endless consequences
As inevitable as the tide
For opening an umbrella inside.