Even when i was small
i had colors varied
being humbled by many
girl friends
and it was all because
even when thus i was small
i some how knew,
about rainbows
they were always wise
and i was, every day
always i was,
their patient hands
to whom,
they never complained
always the doctor, 'were they.
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