POT OF GOLD

Wake up,

Sleep now and you'll miss

this

arc of light, soaring over roof tops

Spilling over tree tops

She asked,

what if it rains, will the colours run

like crayons falling from the sky

I said we've got the sun

Don't worry about the

phenomenon of spectrums

just get up.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Absolutely love this, the pictures and the quirky 'about me' section. :) Well done. X

Anonymous said...

Amazing... Good stuff X

Anonymous said...

Great stuff! Can't wait to read more! Xxxx