Umbrella Eyes

You with your umbrella eyes
open only when it rains

clutching handles anxiously:
step out from your shadows now

come reacquaint yourself with light
this welcome air where weather calms

as easy as you forecast weeks
with clearer warmth beyond your clouds.

Beside me, never think to fold,
to coldly stuff yourself away

long after storms have moved along.
Stand and see you do belong.

Umbrella Eyes © Copyright 2021, Robert J. Tiess.

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Submitted: May 20, 2019