Oh Hope.. Poem by Peter S. Quinn

The rainbow is there
for dreams to become true,
like clouds everywhere
for fresh rain to come through;
life gives and takes
each it's pleasuring on,
and then memories it wakes
when those days are gone.

We may not understand
why this has to be like this,
but we are not in command
to what all the future is.
But we still hope and try
to bring our treasures on,
for time will say goodbye
and all our worth is gone.

The sunshine is also there
to give and make a new day,
for life and hope everywhere
in times of sorrow's way.
When times are dim darkish
and hope seems so far away,
a rainbow comes with a wish
to make another bright day.