The Umbrella Thief

People often misunderstand good intentions.

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Puddles

His black shoes splash

A smile under his brolly—-

They say that he steals all of them.

He smiles.

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Raining.

Drops falling fast.

Brollies left on benches—-

Not taken, but shielded by

His hands.

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Man finds

Brolly folded

The canopy now dry

Its ribs sturdy, its shaft up straight

Steady.

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