I was just thinking about the Morton Salt Girl the other day, actually. I haven't seen the box around my house for awhile, but this poem brought the image back in my head. I loved the contrast of the yellow pail and the red umbrella and the grayness all around. The only thing I'd change is take out the comma between "battered" and "red" because I heard that if you have an adjective and a color, there's no comma in between. Everything else was lovely though. You're a great poet. :)

"the pail fills with the rain of her heart"
that is so simply profoud, so lovely :)