Rainbow

What did you see in me

that made you snatch me from my rainbow

Did you think there was a pot of gold hidden there

That I could afford to share?

It’s not yours to take.

I have to wait again

for the rain to stop

to get my rainbow back

And now you’re rich.

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sulawrites

I am what I write. Right or wrong.

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