when skies turned gray

About this poem

In this poem, I recall a moment from my own life when the weather took an unexpected turn. It started as a typical sunny day, but suddenly the sky turned gray and rain began to pour. I was on my way home, walking along the sidewalks, when the raindrops forced me to quicken my pace. Luckily, I came across a clear umbrella that seemed to be waiting just for me, offering a momentary relief from the downpour. However, despite taking shelter under the umbrella, I was already soaked through. Nevertheless, I kept walking, feeling a sense of fear creeping in. I tightly held onto the umbrella's shaft, watching the rain relentlessly battering its fragile canopy, which brought to mind the image of my mother always trying to shield and protect me, no matter the storms that came our way. more »