Why do I love rainbows,
that's a story I can share.
It began not long ago,
as I bowed my head in prayer.
Life was getting bumpy,
I was living in despair,
My husband close to death,
I was overwhelmed with fear.
My mom, my closest friend,
had lost her memory.
Please help her Father,
was my never ending plea.
I prayed to God,
Father please show me your there.
I realized my faith was weak,
but I was truly scared.
Father please,
I have tried so very hard.
Please don't leave my side,
show me where you are.
The next morning I had awoken,
with no hope at all.
I opened up my bathroom door.
it seems my Father came to call.
Rainbows on the ceiling,
rainbows on the floor,
rainbows in the bathtub,
I could not ask for more.
My prayer was to know for sure,
that he was there.
Since that day, I swear to God,
I find rainbows everywhere.

















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