Connie Yost (5/27/38 / Reed City, Michigan)
The Rainbow's End
Beneath the colored canopy,
He sold the hats half-heartedly.
And waited for his faithful friend,
To help him find the rainbow's end.
At nine he sold a hat of brown,
Then hurried out to look around.
He sold a baseball cap at ten,
Then hustled out to look again.
At noon he sold a tam of green,
But still his friend could not be seen.
He sold a knitted hat of blue,
And double checked the road at two.
He fretted some and worried more,
A gray fedora sold at four.
And when she came around the bend,
He knew he loved his faithful friend.
She kissed him once, then once again,
That's when he found the rainbow's end.
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