Rainy Days – Short Story Slam Week 18

Image Credit: http://chance-of-sunshine.blogspot.com/2011/09/umbrella-season.html

On those umbrella rainy days

my good mood with me stays

If I just close my eyes

and there a fantasy I devise

When my umbrella sprouts some wings

 as I fly above all things

Up there in the sky floating

while the ground rain is soaking

I drop flowers from the air

a little sunshine just to share

And up there all the while

on my face a great big smile!

Teresa Marie  1/4/12 ©

http://bluebellbooks.blogspot.com/2012/01/short-story-slam-week-18.html

 

 

About terri0729

I am very happily married, a mother of 2 girls and 1 boy, a grandmother of 2 boys and 1 girl; I hand design beaded jewerly and write Christian poetry and commentary. I am disabled (I have MS) and have plenty of time to indulge my interests.

Posted on January 4, 2012, in Fantasy - Fairytales - Children's Literature, Poems, Short Story Slam and tagged , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 24 Comments.

  1. Such a cute story. If I had an umbrella with wings, there would be a smile on my face also.

  2. Cute, Terri! Keep on smiling through rain, laughing at the pain, rollin with the changes til sun comes out again. (Old song. Got carried away. Sorry!)

    My entry: http://charleslmashburn.wordpress.com/2012/01/04/cinnamon/

  3. it must be magical to fly above the wings, cheers.

  4. Loved it .. very nice thought..Thanks for share..

  5. Wow, sprinkling petals of sunshine. What a thought! :)

  6. talented story, masterful delivery.
    :)

  7. triumph through rainy days is of great joy after all.

    your words fly.

    lovely story.

  8. Beautifully done and full of joy, thanks!

  9. Wonderful, whimsical poem full of joy and sunshine. Well done, Terri!

  10. joy is sunshine, glad to see the happiness in your smiling face.
    well done!

  11. Oh, how lovely. Smiles. : )

  12. Terri, I really enjoyed reading this. It reminded me of the dreams I used to have when I was a child. Sometimes (in my dream of course. LOL!) I would open my window and spread my arms and jump and I would begin to fly. Wings would sprout from my back and my ankles and I would fly everywhere and I’d fly so high and wave to people who were flying by in planes. I always felt so free and It felt so real. Your piece brought back some wonderful dream memories. Keep writing. Blessings!

    http://elizena-lovingmycreator.blogspot.com/

    • Elizena, Thanks so much for the comment and sharing with me your memories!! I went and read your story but I could not leave you a comment. There is something in the way you have your settings that is preventing me from choosing a comment profile :( I loved your story too!!

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