Days Before Rainbow
Days Before Rainbow
Rain, rain, come again,
I want to see the bow again.
So colourful and bright,
And sun shining so right.
I have waited for days,
To see the beauty of the bow, as the world says,
I don't want to miss a chance,
To gaze at the sky and dance.
Rain, rain, come again,
I want to see the bow again,
Filled with life and breeze.
Down on my knees,
Conveying my gratitude & delight,
And enjoy the gorgeous sight.
I have waited for days,
To be with the bow and the sun,
Side by side, of each other,
A gesture of treasure, on earth.
I shall then revisit my memories,
Of the charm and elegance,
About the days of bows and rains.