'Rainbow Chaser'

Written by: Wilma Neels



Occasionally I can only see half of it when I am lucky I get to see at least two they always make me smile remembering what they mean to you now all grown up they make me feel loved that is my own little reminder of God's love for me To Nikko I am the rainbow chaser 'cause I know she loves them too But she rarely gets to lay eyes on them so whenever I spot a rainbow I would snap a pic and send it off to her knowing that with my meager gesture I get to spread some cheer Here’s to Arild and his sliding rainbow and to Michael who gets lost in his I have some pretty good reasons to embrace them even more their sizes may vary the colors sometimes strange Guess what? They are still a blessing with or without that pot of gold *Inspired by MJF and Arild’s rainbow poems*
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