End of the Rainbow

January 3, 2011
I looked into the sky one day
To see the blue and white,
I looked and found a rainbow;
No rainclouds did I spy, though.

I walked on towards the end,
Hoping to find some gold.
I walked and I walked,
Until I grew quite old.

I saw the autumn die,
I watched the winter sleep,
I heard the spring yawn,
Awakening at dawn.

But when I came to summer,
The twentieth I did count,
I was out of breath and out of luck,
For the rainbow then went out.

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