RAINBOWS FOR BREAKFAST
One rainbow for her
Was nowhere near enough,
Not when she came from people
Who ate rainbows for breakfast.
Piled up like pancakes,
Pushing one after another
Into their waiting hearts.
More than aware that not one dream
Had much chance
Of coming true.
Yet shrugging her shoulders,
Turning her back on statistics,
Piling up rainbows, anyway.
Just on the off-chance
That her rainbows
Were as strong as she was.
©2022 Gwen Grant
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PRIVATE KEEP OUT! by Gwen Grant
published by Penguin Vintage Children’s Classics
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4 thoughts on “RAINBOWS FOR BREAKFAST”
I love the perspective in this one, and how the persona paints the expressiveness in my mind.
Cheers for awesome writing!
So kind of you to say so. Glad you liked it!
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This is so wonderful! Love it!
Thank you so much. I’m so glad you like it.