The Girl Who Loves Rainbows
by Mary Ellen Smith
Who broke the rainbow?
Was all she could say
after the rain
on that first sunny day.
Who broke the rainbow?
she said as she sighed.
Who broke the rainbow?
Her eyes open wide.
For there on the streets
bits of rainbow were seen
bright splashes of red
purple, yellow and green.
Puddles of color
that fell from the sky
well at first she was startled
and wanted to cry.
But she jumped in a puddle
of sapphire blue
then with two feet she skipped over
the tangerine too!
She mixed up the colors
new shades she was making
with every skipped step
every jump she was taking.
She made green when she mixed up
the yellow and blue
then mixed up some violet
with red and blue too.
Finger painting her world
she painted all day
before the rain clouds came back
and washed it away.
She woke up in the morning
Oh! it was only a dream
and the rainbow will be back
with the days first sunbeam.
God sends the rainbow
as a promise to all
and believing His word
she knew it never would fall.
So she got out her colors
her crayons, pens and such
and drew more of the rainbows
that she loved so much.
04/13/2006
