A Poem: The Rainbow

Making a Wish on the Rainbow
Some loved ones are no longer below
Shedding skin their Spirit glows 
They sit at the same table tonight
Wondering at the Ides of March plight
Listening to their  children’s music with delight
A new painting and a song is made tonight
Play compose paint and be you 
For that is what a great parent wants you to do!
Like ephemeral fleeting flames
Mother Earth decorates and reclaims
Frozen time encapsulates
Truly though God Recreates
Life, fickle like a passing storm
We have done this before
This is the norm
But still we feel the icy chill
Loss becomes our boss
Until time heals all!


Categories: Poetry

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