Monday, 26 August 2013

The Rainbow
By Grace O’Reilly

In the deep, dark, blue sky
After the rain had fallen
All across the bluish sky
Lots of colours clash together

It’s almost like someone got a paintbrush and painted across the sky
Blues and greens, yellows and oranges, purples and pinks

Just imagine the rainbow was a slide
And there’s a pot of gold waiting for you at the end