Catch a falling rainbow

The rain drops fall
The sun comes out
And all thats left is a beautiful rainbow

People stop and stare
at the unmissable sight
All the colours
In seven neat rows

The clouds blurr
the rainbow does too
As it disappears
It fades and fades

Now it has gone
the noise returns
We'll have to wait
For the next time it rains

poem by Danielle Anne Wilkinson
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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