we have a poem by Andrea Dietrich:
At the End of the Rainbow
At the end of the rainbow, dreams unfold.
And some people say there is a pot of gold.
How well I recall a rainbow one day
that shone in the sky when a storm went away.
Rain pelted my car; I felt so afraid.
But as I neared home, it started to fade.
The sky, once so dark, grew more and more blue.
I thrilled next to see a rainbow arch through!
It bent toward the mountains, so beautiful,
a peace and great joy welled up in my soul.
No pot of gold at its end did I see,
but still there was gold and it beckoned to me.
The mountains were gilded with a bright gleam.
This is the magic that makes poets dream!
When I got home, I took paper and pen
and wrote of that beauty, God's promise to men.
Again I recall how my soul lifted.
At the rainbow's end, God's love is gifted.
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hope..
Green...
Some quotes about God ❤️
Clouds..
My Garden at work ... 🌼🌻🌸🍃
My painting with colored pencils...
The Course Of Life, Time, And Events And The Process Of Change by Merlin Archivilla
video of my nephew's artwork ... Rubik's cube 💡
Grow..🍀
an old video of my artwork 😊😉
Green plants.. 🍀
A prayer in Spring
The true meaning of life.. 🌹🍃
Video of my artwork ❤️🙌
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Enjoy your Life and Be Happy..
At the end of the Rainbow.. 🌈
7 years ago
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