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THE RAINBOW AND ME
The colored rainbow gives me spans of love
and vibrant hues now drop a vivid tale.
The rainbow spans an arc of stripes above.
It lightens up the sky , the sea and vale.
On rainy days , it calls me
to a spree
to probe its mystic , bubble for a while.
I
tread through clouds and climb the rainbow tree
and down again the other end in
style.
The carefree wind outside the door ajar
awakes the owls above the old oak leaves
with echoes of a chorus from afar
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It wafts to me a melody , Green Sleeves .
The rainbow sends me fond refrains of
old
from sky of azure , cute songs of ding-dong.
Its presence there most wondrous to behold.
Enthralled,
I watch it , wellspring of a song .
The colored rainbow gave me spans of love.
Each vibrant hue now drops a vivid tale .
The rainbow spans an arc of stripes above.
I
see it light the black of solar wells.
Agatha Lai ©
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