What I want at the end of my rainbow. |
My mommy once told me I don't always get what I want but now that I have a choice too many possibilities to flaunt. A bright purple pony with laces in its hair and it walks on the clouds soft spoken and fair. Or maybe a big green dragon with fire in its breath but its sharp pointy teeth would scare me to death. What about an ice cream Sundae covered in brown chocolate sauce but no ugly red cherries in the garbage I'd toss. No, I know what I want and it's nothing I can touch out of all the possibilities I don't want much. To tell you the truth Mr. Little Green Man You have to know the story my brother's off in a far away land. He's fighting for these people that he's never met before People that don't have as much as us People that are poor. He's trying to take down a very evil man he wants to be a hero as much as he can. So this is my wish to find in the end I'm hoping your luck to my brother you'll send. Bring him home safe and sound don't leave him in the cold let him come home from this fight let him grow old. At the end of these colors I hope that I find my brother at home and my own peace of mind. This poem won 1st place in Terryjroo's Ye Pot at Ye End O Ye Rainbow contest. |