Rainbow
Wonderful poetry by a talented writer.
When war was over
I held my tears close,
Started walking backwards
on the tip of my toes.
Painted everything black
went back to the shell,
I thought light left
through my every cell.
When courage broke
I cried a sea,
first time,witnessed a world
that was alive within me.
Then I realized,
regardless of all the highs and low,
I can’t lose colours,
I’m the rainbow.
A nice poem – portrayed the after effects of war. Prayers to all military and blessings to those who find that rainbow. Happy 4th of July! 🙂
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“I can’t lose colors, I’m the rainbow” beautiful imagery!
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I agree Nina.
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