Treasure Island

Landsley Alexandre


I Wish You a Rainbow


I wish you a rainbow after the rain
Through the good and bad times I've seen your pain
For so long, it has rained on your parade
And because each raindrops are as heavy as the tears rolling down your face
I wish you a rainbow after the rain
Letting you know through all problems there is many options but only one solution
Which will lift up any blockades or burden
On the road to success, which you have taken, I could have wished you
An umbrella, a raincoat, hell even some rain boots
You know, anything to keep you dry and mud off your shoes
But a rainbow is what I thought of, so a rainbow is what I'll wish you.

Submitted: Saturday, May 21, 2011
Edited: Saturday, May 21, 2011

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