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Rain-washed arc of colors
Sparkling, clean and bright
Children point in wonder
Smiling with delight.
Grownups feel a freshness—
A cleansing of the day
An unexpected pleasure
In its magical display.
Is there really treasure
Where the rainbow falls?
Or is the perfect treasure
Seeing it at all?
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| Writing Prompt |
Write a poem of any kind about a rainbow. |
Author Notes
we are all children when we see a rainbow
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