Rainbows
A rainbow is always a wonderful sight
Made out of nothing but dewdrops and light
So it's mostly just water, yet it won't fall
It can hang there on nothing, nothing at all
And large or little, it's always an arc
That comes and goes and leaves not a mark,
It curves as it reaches across the dark sky
Spreading beautiful colours that dazzle the eye
When we're soaked and shivering after the storm
A rainbow looks lovely and dry and warm.
It's hard to approach from the front or the rear
If you reach out to touch it, it might disappear.
At one end of a rainbow (so we are told)
The Leprechauns buried a large pot of gold.
For those who dug holes and found nothing below,
Don't be discouraged, we want you to know,
You dug the wrong end or you found the wrong rainbow.
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