How often I think of that rainbow,
and the day that it chose to appear;
'twas the first thing I spied when I opened my eyes,
on Easter morning, last year.
...and I marvel still how Nature chooses
such a glorious way to say
that no matter how bad things may be, or how sad,
tomorrow will be O.K.!
Absolutely an awesome sighting and poem. What a glorious event for Easter!
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