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Rainbow Girl

A short poem on accepting yourself

By Anna IPublished 5 years ago 1 min read

Rainbows are for skies,

Not people

Something I was told

When i was young, impressionable and not very bold

Perhaps if i never know happiness,

it won't be something i’ll miss

Just something to think about

When i'm old to reminisce

My wants and desires were hidden

In a box of grey,

And thirteen year old me

Wished and prayed

‘Do not let this be me’

But deep down i knew

I was denying the rainbow

That was apart of me so true

And years passed and passed

just like that

Never really contemplating

Why I was so sad

But then I met her

A woman so striking

She brought the whole sun

In her walk, her presence, shining

She grabbed my hand

My heart pulsed and beamed,

Suddenly a supersaturation of colours

I have never seen

Such happiness, the intensity

I could never think

And with a kiss

This grey tinged girl slowly turned pink

And red and blue,

And violet too

Green and orange with yellow

All so new

And then i understood

That what i was told was untrue

Rainbows are for people

And maybe skies too

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