Elga Haymon White

Rookie (Denver, Colorado)

True Friendship

When the sun in the morning comes up in the West...
and sinks slowly in the East,
The Rainbow's hues become so dim...
its brilliant colors cease.
The Pot of Gold at the Rainbow's End...
someone finally finds
And empties the Fabled Pot of Gold...
leaving not even a dime.

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