Rainbow - Poem by Wakefield Mahon
One hundred eighty degree arc of fabulous hues
Gorgeous shades of red, amber and blue
Red, like a rose, our token of love
Blue, like the sky, we are watching above
Green is the grass we roll in and play,
Yellow, the sun which lights our day.
Orange and violet in harmony
I often ponder, 'Why can't we, '
Red and yellow, white and brown
Make a rainbow on the ground
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