Beautiful Rainbow

I have a favorite thing I have seen so many times

Mostly in the spring time as the winter downward winds

But sometimes you can see it in the summer or the fall

Watch right after raindrops stop and the sun becomes a ball

 

It’s not the puddles on the ground or the wind that’s blowing free

It’s not the whisper of the leaves by a breeze up in a tree

It’s not the croaking of a frog or the song of a cricket’s call

It’s not any of those things, can you guess it after all

 

It’s filled with colors sometimes bright, sometimes maybe not

Legends say that at its end, gold is sitting in a pot

To spot one is a treasure all its own without that prize

A lofty arc across the sky like a mountain it does rise

 

Red, orange, yellow, green, blue and violet too

Streaked across a soggy sky is just another clue

Have you guessed it now, just what the prize might be

You’re right, it’s a rainbow, a precious sight to see

 

All around us art is made by nature at its best

Lush green grass, flowers bright, well you know the rest

But rainbows are for sure the art I love the very most

What is your favorite art, go ahead and boast

                                                                                  written by Rose McFarland

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