Rainbow

It is about a ghost that is called a Rainbow by everyone. And tells of what all the strips mean to me.

Rainbow

It is like a ghost,

After there was a big storm.

It's colorful strips appear,

In the welcoming sky,

Showing it's true colors:

Red is for the love,

It has for the world.

Orange is to attract,

Peoples attentions.

Yellow is to make,

The people who see it happy.

Green is for growth,

So everyone will live.

Blue is for the heaven,

That everyone will go to.

Purple is for romance,

So the world will love.

This ghost is a rainbow,

That is scared when it is cloudy,

And only comes out when the sun shines.

It only appears after bad weather,

To spread the magic of happiness across the world.

A rainbow is like a loyal friends,

Who comforts you after a storm,

And never leaves your mind.

It is as the sunshine,

That warms our hearts from darkness.

THAT IS WHAT A RAINBOW IS!

Author's Note

I wrote this poem November 28, 2012