When the autumn become
and you are alone
you could call someone.
In the rayning days,
before the raimbow.
He could be your umbrella
and you feel this
only,
really,
human touch of a friend.
And the autumn will go on
like the rain in November
but the umbrela is there
you’ll rememberf forever
Marco Vasselli for Rita Wann.
The photo is her creation. All Rights Reserved.














