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Tiny Rainbows!Copyright @ 2004 Brian D Roberts, Pen Name Is; Lark Douglas Prisms Of Light; Trapped In Delight! Echoing Centuries Of Color With Flare! But A Crystal Of Moisture; Formed In Thin Air! Brilliances Arrayed Through Sweet Sunlight Great Care! From Within Heaven, Angels Hold Cheerfully Each Side. Showing The Truth Of A Pot Of Gold; At Each End There Resides. An Etching's Of Beauty Unto Heaven Ascends! With Gracious Intentions; No Flood Shall Descend! More Then Light. More Then Bright! That Touch Of Sky Within Our Sight! Even A Tiny Rainbow Is There To Make Things Right. Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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