Sonntag, 18. Mai 2014

Rainbow

The sun is shining
Blinding my sight.
Dark clouds are disappearing
The air is filled with the smell of the rain.
And on the horizon
A large rainbow shows itself 
To the people on the streets.

Can I reach the end of it today?
What will await me at the end of my rainbow?
A pot of gold?
Happiness?
You?

I don't know, but let's find out
On my way to the end of the rainbow.
Come with me and this time I'll make it.
For sure - because of you.

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