Pantoum  Poetry//Purple umbrella.

All alone she comes

to stand by the bay

yearning in her eyes

 gaze fixed faraway,

To stand by the bay

solitary in the crowd

gaze fixed faraway

lost to the world,

Solitary in the crowd

holding her Purple umbrella

lost to the world

her name known as Cinderella,

Holding her Purple umbrella

with a velvety voice she hums

her name known as Cinderella

all alone she comes.