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Rainbow (A poem about seeing the upside of things)

Rainbow

April 24th, 2004

Chorus:
Our life is a rainbow
if we let it be.
A colorful show,
happy and free

There's a color everyday
and at every crossroad.
I still don't know what to say
when I think about the waves.

Bridge:
At the end of every rainbow,
somewhere there's a pot of gold.
And it will show,
if you do as your instincts have told.

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Bridge x1
Chorus x3
Photo by Alanda McRae.


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