The Red Umbrella
The Red Umbrella; She stood there waiting in the night. She stood there surrounded by the dark. He had broken her heart, leaving for the sea. Now, there was nothing for her to do but wait for his return. To do anything else would be a waste of her life. The ocean called him back. The water is his wife. The red umbrella stood there in the night. www.angelwingartfarm.com
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