“Come under my umbrella” Gun Roswell
Umbrella
Under the umbrella of mine
Life is good and feeling is fine
There is nothing so divine
When beside you to be lying
Under the umbrella of mine
Feeling safe and sound
From the world around
Nothing sad to be found
Under the umbrella of mine
We are living a life sublime
We have nothing but time
And faces filled with smiles
Under the umbrella of mine
Future is still uncertain
But together we are determine
Never to each other be hurting
“When it rains, stay under the umbrella, when it shines, get yourself a parasol” Gun Roswell
Umbrella Weather
When the rain comes down a pouring
Despite to the weather gods imploring
For some sunshine or at least a break
In the monsoon type of a state
The morning had started already
And no ending was seen ahead
The only option without being soaked
To bring a hefty and large umbrella on board
But then the clouds started breaking
Yeah, there is nothing like nature faking
The blue of the skies soon peeking
And the clouds of greys aside fleeting
A smile emerging on several of a face
Yeah, just because it puts you in that kind of state
Then, soon enough the umbrella will be changed
To a frilly and colourful parasol, out of this place!
Posted in the Throwback Thursday
“Who am I that I have to sing under an umbrella?
These people are my fans,
and if they can stand in the rain to hear me sing,
I can stand in the rain”
Bobby Darin
Umbrella
Step under my umbrella
We can sing in a cappella
Like we were the Ella
Just out of hella
Lady or a fella
Let’s create a novella
You can play the Stella
Prance around like a gazella
Maybe invite the Cinderella
Even if she is vanilla
There is no dilemma
Here what I tell ‘Ya
It’s quite the Rockwell’a
So step under my umbrella
Just out of the hella
Posted in the Throwback Thursday weekly series
Poetry, photography, humour, travel, tales and things that nature!
“Who am I that I have to sing under an umbrella? These people are my fans, and if they can stand in the rain to hear me sing, I can stand in the rain” Bobby Darin
Umbrella
Step under my umbrella
We can sing in a cappella
Like we were the Ella
Just out of hella
Lady or a fella
Let’s create a novella
You can play the Stella
Prance around like a gazella
Maybe invite the Cinderella
Even if she is vanilla
There is no dilemma
Here what I tell ‘Ya
It’s quite the Rockwell’a
So step under my umbrella
Just out of the hella
Posted in the Daily Photo series
Poetry & Photography
“Who am I that I have to sing under an umbrella? These people are my fans, and if they can stand in the rain to hear me sing, I can stand in the rain” Bobby Darin
Umbrella (Daily Photo 2016-02-08)
Step under my umbrella
We can sing in a cappella
Like we were the Ella
Just out of hella
Lady or a fella
Let’s create a novella
You can play the Stella
Prance around like a gazella
Maybe invite the Cinderella
Even if she is vanilla
There is no dilemma
Here what I tell ‘Ya
It’s quite the Rockwell’a
So step under my umbrella
Just out of the hella
Photo 101, Day Thirteen: Moment & Motion, Part 1
Our lives are made up of big events and tiny moments. Ultimately, life is fleeting, and oftentimes it’s these small moments, this motion, that we love to document.
Today’s Tip: Movement is a great way to convey time and fleetingness.
The rainstorm hit mid day. Luckily for some, it was nice and warm in the office…
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Rantings Of A Third Kind 