Rainbow
- Ann Loftus
- Aug 13, 2019
- 1 min read
Updated: Feb 24, 2021
I walked up the fields and meadows to pick wild flowers
Underneath the Rowan tree I sheltered from a shower
Light shimmered through
A rainbow glimmered in my mind
Empty spaces, fill my imagination
Faint colours fade and fly. They purl forever. Their twisted threads entwined. A welcome thrill of hope and will; over fragrant wild woodbine.What you search you find.
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