RainbowsA Poem by ROXANE DORSEY
Where the wind cease, never shall one see.
The earth is balanced between the sky & me. It's axle, greased good n well. Up there rainbows arch and end somewhere Beneath its spectrum of color lies a pot of gold. Everyone was told. Who found such luck? Many got stuck searching for that hidden buck. They say it's a treasure and really exist. At the end of Dorothy's rainbow only her dog, Toe-Toe, knows how the fairy tale goes.
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Added on October 16, 2017 Last Updated on October 16, 2017 AuthorROXANE DORSEYbaltimore, MDAboutlove poetry since it has been embedded in my mind deeply way back when I was 4 years old. A very good reader in pre-school. Nursery rhymes tuned me in even deeper. more..Writing
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