Noah’s Umbrella – Some Poetry Fun

Noah’s Umbrella

©   2015  Mollie Pearce McKibbon 


When old Noah built the ark

And the rain began to fall,

Mrs. Noah brought his umbrella

From the hatrack in the hall.


“You’ll need to count the animals

As they walk up the plank,

But you needn’t get all cold and wet

While standing in the dank.”


So Noah used his umbrella

As the animals marched past

And when he thought them all on board

He closed the ark at last.


“Wait for us, “ the spiders cried,

Mosquitoes, fleas and ants,.

“We want to come with you as well.

We’ll hide among the plants.”


The ark began to float away

And they were getting damp.

“Send us your umbrella

And we’ll float out to the ramp.”


If it hadn’t been for Noah

And his umbrella from the hall

We wouldn’t spend our summers

Slapping bugs against the wall!

noahs ark-woodpecker

By mpmckibbon

I am a pastor/writer/illustrator and I am a happily married grandmother. My passions are drawing, painting, writing and making crafts. I write, edit and publish a magazine for hospice patients, and residents of retirement homes and nursing homes.

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