There’s nothing like a rainbow,
It takes you by surprise,
When rain makes way for sunshine,
It brightens up the skies.
The forming of a pattern,
So gentle on the eye,
A magical creation,
Superseding stormy sky.
It forms a pretty picture,
For all eyes to behold,
And leaves us all to wonder,
Could there be a pot of gold?
There’s nothing like a rainbow,
To bring colour to the view,
Unless, of course, you’re fortunate,
And catch a glimpse of two.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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