My son saw his first rainbow today, and I felt a lump in my throat, as my heart filled with joy seeing him experience this magical moment. He probably won’t remember this but I hope he always looks for rainbows after rain…when the sun kisses the clouds with love.
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Chasing time…
to find the secret of happiness,
her life, drew the rainbow in the rain.
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In that moment,
she longed for an endless night,
in which she could sleep,
and dream of rainbows in the rain.
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That day…
The world forgot to be kind,
and you forgot to be patient,
and in between figuring out who you were,
and where you came from,
and why you were here,
the clouds of life,
poured on you,
and your heart cried with the rain…
but,
when it was over,
and though the world did not change,
you felt lighter and soul felt cleansed,
and you noticed the smiles among the frowns,
and drenched in what was your pain,
you found that little piece of joy again,
you followed the rainbow of life.
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I think if I try hard enough I will find recognition tomorrow,
I know that “tomorrow” is not in the literal sense of the term.
I think if I could just help that one child shown on TV commercials, I will somehow help reduce poverty,
I know that is not a real solution.
I think that people have different perspectives,
I know for some, it is the only way.
I think if I had enough wealth, I could help solve many issues.
I know some issues need the wealth of a kind heart and not the wealth of gold or green bills, and some just need to let be.
I think people need to have dreams,
I know for some the dream is to live another day.
I think I am blessed,
I know I am and I thank You.
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