The sky becomes dark and down comes the rain,
A calming sound heard from my windowpane.
Peacefully listen; the thunder comes near,
Lightning then strikes as I run in such fear.
The flash of the light; I conceal my head,
It wasn't much fun when hiding in bed.
A bright eyed smile as it all went away,
Throwing off covers to run out and play.
I dart out the door and get muddy shoes,
Mom will be mad but I'll have an excuse.
My eyes and the rainbow now again meet,
Run to the beauty with wings on my feet.
I'll find that pot of gold; I have all day,
Tried this before but it faded away.
Why this happens is really beyond me,
I'm going to find it; watch and you'll see.
I bolt through the fields running so fast,
Look up and notice it quickly had passed.
The rainbow is gone; I fall to the ground,
Now giving up, it will never be found.
I head for home with my head hanging low,
Finally figure out what no one does know.
The true pot of gold is the rainbow itself,
A beautiful epiphany I keep to myself.
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Written October 9th, 2004
A contest entry
- ~Anything~ by acryforhelp.
300 points, ended October 16, 2004, 35 entries
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I love this poem. I expresses how I felt as a child. So many times I dreamed and tried to find that pot of gold. It makes a wonderful childhood memory. Great poem, you captured my childhood dream.
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very well written!
whoa! babe! thats awsome. It made me smile, and its ok about my father...I will get over it. thanks alot, for your encouragment. you are a great writer, and you should check out my other poems.
Goodluck,
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This is a beautiful piece that is also filled with hope! I really enjoyed it, brought a smile to my face. Ann
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Wow, this is really nice. Congrats. I love how you said:
The true pot of gold is the rainbow itself,
A beautiful epiphany I keep to myself.
It is so true.
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Very nicely written. The gold at the end of the rainbow, is different for each one of us. I wrote a poem about my end of the rainbow. I truly enjoyed reading your write, the detail was great and the child reference made it vividly clear. Keep up the good writing
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This is a good poem about discovery and speaks from a very child like faith that most of us have had, keep it up.
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Glad you liked. Just call me another mother goose, LOL!
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Thank you so much!
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that was a great poem. This made me happy. your an excelent (sp) writer.
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arr the rain and rainbows, always a great sight to behold. if you do find that gold will you lend us a few nuggats lol good poem, brought a smile or ten.
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that is a cool way of looking at it! ive never thought of it that way. this is a good poem i love the ryming. i think ryming gets the poem going into itself better if that made any sense well anyway i likd this a lot good idea with this keep writing.
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