My husband said, "Take an umbrella, they've
got some we can use."
So we went down to the beach, cause that's what
we like to do.
It was quite drizzly and wet along the beach
that day,
We took the umbrellas to keep the moisture at
bay.
We ambled along the beach and let the sand run
between our toes.
Stretching our legs and waiting for cocktail
hour, I suppose.
"Ahoy there!" A man on the beach
called out. "You two, stop there!
There's a helicopter coming in very soon,
And it's going to land right on the beach over
here!"
We watched with interest to see how this would
unfold.
And we stood at a distance, just as we were
told.
Closer it loomed, like a black hawk hovering in
the sky.
My husband called out, "Make sure you hold
onto your umbrella,
Or it will take off in the blink of an
eye."
With two hands, I clenched my umbrella tight.
For he'd had experience with these things,
And I knew he was right.
He said, "when that helicopter comes down
to land,
It's going to kick up a whirlwind and a
blistering blast of sand.
At the last minute as the helicopter came in to
land,
He turned his back against that sandy blast.
While I battled the gust as it blew on past.
The size of the squall caught us quite
unprepared,
And the umbrella caught the worst of it just as
he'd feared.
It had turned inside out in the blink of an eye,
just as he'd said.
But one took the blast and the other ....
Was miraculously spared!
He stood there all forlorn with metal spikes
exposed.
As he desperately tried to ram it right side in,
Thinking he could fix it I suppose.
I laughed at our hilarious predicament..
For that umbrella was permanently buckled and
bent.
He tried to straighten it with such a delicate
gentleness.
But that umbrella was done for.
It was a helluva mess.
Laughter
bubbled up and I could not hold it at bay.
Especially
when I saw his expression.
As he gloomily frowned at me with dismay.
He hurriedly tried to bash
it into some sort of shape.
Until
finally he gave up and we scurried off to make a hasty escape.
Now
for all the advice that he’d dispensed that day with worldly wisdom
He
should've listen to himself, before he became the very next victim.
For the umbrella that took the brunt of the blast that day?
He
should've listen to himself, before he became the very next victim.For the umbrella that took the brunt of the blast that day?
Was not mine .... and his?
Can be located jammed in a bin he found along the way!
Can be located jammed in a bin he found along the way!
