The Green Umbrella
The other hand held a gin martini and a paint brush
While this one, the waxed Japanese umbrella made in Taiwan ...
Rain spilled along the Central California coast
Like those prints by Hokusai ...
I walked into town to the little French restaurant
Where they played that old Maurice Chevalier favorite
"Every Little Breeze Seems To Whisper Louise" ...
Burgundy Red punctuated the hot soup and friendly chit-chat
Walking home in the balmy wet night
I thought of my Dad and chuckled out loud
Dark, quiet streets ...
If I remembered correctly
I think we were both enchanted by Louise long ago…
Perhaps I should give her a call
John Schatz lives in Monterey County
The other hand held a gin martini and a paint brush
While this one, the waxed Japanese umbrella made in Taiwan ...
Rain spilled along the Central California coast
Like those prints by Hokusai ...
I walked into town to the little French restaurant
Where they played that old Maurice Chevalier favorite
"Every Little Breeze Seems To Whisper Louise" ...
Burgundy Red punctuated the hot soup and friendly chit-chat
Walking home in the balmy wet night
I thought of my Dad and chuckled out loud
Dark, quiet streets ...
If I remembered correctly
I think we were both enchanted by Louise long ago…
Perhaps I should give her a call
John Schatz lives in Monterey County