The colours

A poem about rainbows, and about holding onto dreams.

 

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I am the colours that come from the light,

The colours that change so that dreams can take flight.

The colours that are calm and the ones that are not.

That change each season, that stay the same for no reason.

 

I am the colours that cling to the light,

And I hope I keep changing, keep it always in sight.

 


Copyright © Anita E Kohli, February 2019. All rights reserved.

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Anitaelise

Piano Teacher, Poet, Relaxed Housekeeper & Blogger

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