Leslie’s poems
Poem 1
Rainbows are a pretty sight.
In the sky gleaming bright,
the beautiful rainbow,
paints the sky.
Colours that fills the sky,
signifies the way that is clear for light.
Maybe at the end,
the pot of gold there,
might contain all my dreams inside.
Sunday, March 29, 2009
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