You were late to catch your train
Coffee stain on your sleeve
Laughed and said
"Just keep it"
Left your weather with me
Propped you by the front door
Next to mismatched shoes
Folded storms and sunlight
Smelled like cheap perfume
You’re my leftover umbrella
From a half-finished day
Little gray
Little yellow
Won’t quite blow away
I keep you by the doorway
Like a promise on a nail
My leftover umbrella
If you come back
I’ll tell you the tale
Summer came
Then October
Still your handle by the mat
Friends ask
"Can I borrow"
I just smile
"I need that"
Carried you through clear skies
Opened you in my mind
Talking to the raindrops
Like you’re still by my side
Maybe you forgot it
Maybe you forgot me too
But every sudden shower
Feels rehearsed for you
I spin you on the sidewalk
Like we’re dancing
Out of time
Just a thrift-store shelter
Guarding some old line