mrs. moon stole the pot of gold
when the sky showered the earth with love and wrath.
mrs. moon stole the pot of gold
while the sun was taking its steamy bath.
the rainbows bled their colors
fused into clear air with no strain
so the rainbows lost their colors
and borrowed the clearness of the rain
Estrellita Dedel
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/colorless-rainbows/
