RAINBOWS
Bridge
into the future.
Path to run along.
Dive off..
Set yourself free
to soar.
To float upon the
nebular.
Lose yourself in
dreams.
Explore the castles
of the mind.
Discover once more
the simple delight of a child.
When a day could
be filled watching a bug crawl.
When clouds became
wonders of imagination.
Ships upon the
current of the sky.
When rainbows were
thoughts to the unkown.
And
childhood was filled only with the possible.
©
Michael Stromer 1999
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