Under The Umbrella Tree

Posted by Vulnadia on Apr 24, 2009 at 01:06 PM Many years ago, when I was scarcely three, I loved to frolic and to play under this Umbrella tree. I never ever questioned why, I always looked forwared to seeing it with glee I never even wondered how that Umbrella Tree came to be Set inside the corner of the living room of a dear friend of our family. Yet, there, in the corner of the living room, nestled in between two slipper chairs giant, jolly and green it grew, that impossible tree with its branches spread wide up in the air. For many a year I marvelled and played there beneath that growing Umbrella Tree. The owners even moved into a new home, yet still found a space for that beautiful tree. Many years later, why just the other day, I made a startling discovery. I happened upon an old friend, while visiting another unexepectedly. But what should turn up in the most unexpected of places but that wonderous Umbrella tree. And who should be found underneath it, this time it wasn't me! But a child, a boy, as curious as can be! The new owner of the tree was amazed, she saw it out of the corner of her eye. She thought at first, it must be me, playing once again underneath that very same-said tree. But alas it could not be because it has been many many years since I was but a child of three. Oh no, not me, then who could it be? None other than my own child, times three Playing once again under that very same Umbrella tree.