Rainbows And Butterflies ( acrostic )

Rainbows smiling in the sky
All come out so they can play.
Imagine finding that pot of gold
Near the ending of its arch.
Beautiful colours shining bright
Opening doors of hope.
Welcoming the world to join
Singing along to its colourful tune.

A summers day of pure delight
Not a cloud up in the sky,
Daises start to grow again in the fresh and long green grass.

Butterflies come out to soar
Under the warm sunshine rays
They flutter by with innocence and freedom
To teach us a better way.
Each time that we cry our tears
Rain washes away the pain.
For there will be a brighter day
Like the one this poem shows.
In future just let your sadness out
Everything will be okay, butterflies and
Singing rainbows will soon come out to play.

Saffie
21

17/11/12