My little poem about rainbows does not express any great truths that have not been expressed before by greater minds than my own and in much more profound ways, but I like it because it was part of the poems I wrote for kids back in the day.  One boring day I asked the kids to pick a poem to draw pictures of and Andy at age 7 drew a picture of it that made it clear he “got it.”   That was the best critical review I’ve ever gotten of something I wrote:

Under the Rainbow’s Bend

Everyone knows of the pot of gold

That sits at the rainbow’s end

But there is also a spot untold

Found under the rainbow’s bend

It is the darkest point on earth

And to get to the treasured place

You must pass through this gloomy ground

Where the sun cannot warm your face 

Anyone who has found the gold

Will tell you it’s worth it to go

So do not fear your time in the dark

Keep your eyes  on the golden glow…