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As I bask in the sun
The rain starts to fall
Droplets find the ground like silver
I am filled with childish wonder
Awaiting the magic, it appears
The colours bring my world
To life
My sky awakens
To excite me from within
I seek to find my utopia
Not for the riches of wealth
Only for the affirmation
Of magic
Are you looking for me?
You will find me at the end of the rainbow
Helen
As a child rainbows always facinated me.
There was the rain and the mist... there was the sunlight... but where was the rainbow if they exist?
Magical. We all seek to find the rainbow and the rainbows end.
Nice one.
Missed you at the end of the rainbow.
I thank you for your heartache and very kind words.
I had read some of your work just after posting the recent work of mine. I could not help but feel the sorrow, so eloquently written.
Shall I ever heal? It does not feel like it to me right now, but time may lessen the pain.
Kind regards
Paul
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tommyfazz@yahoo.com
Mon 21st Jul 2014 22:24
oops I've just seen...