Rainbow

Is it even possible…

To chase and find

A rainbow?


After years

The colors fade

There’s no such thing

As luck.


In search of a

Four leaf clover

And only finding

Weeds…


I thought it once,

That it might be real

I thought it might

Be true.


I wished and wished

Upon a star

To find my wish

Fall silent.


But then you came

From beyond the road

The wind upon

Your back


And your Irish smile

Melted me

Stopped me in my

Tracks.


Here you are…

What to do?

How do I dare

Go forward?


After the rain

Appears the sun

And I find at last

Those colors.


3/30/2011