Oh, my love is like a bright colorful rainbow
that quickly comes when its grey.
Oh how I love to not see the sun
with its' terribly awful rays.
It looks so beautiful like crayons
on a gloomy grey scene.
Or maybe like an assortment of converse
that look so pleasant and clean.
Rainbows, so pretty and full of light
makes me want to fly a kite,
and as I see the rain seize,
I start to say come back please.
My love for rainbows will last forever
or at least 'till my days are over.
They bring me happiness…