As out my window I did look
A rainbow did I see,
A rainbow bright and beautiful
In all its glority.
I followed the rainbow to its end,
And what my eyes beheld
Was so magnificent a sight
My eyes with wonder yelled.
A pot of gold, you think it is?
No, not so trite a thing.
Far richer was this sight of sights
Than all material things.
For at the rainbow's end I saw
In all its glory full
Old Faithful rising to the sky
Outside my window sill.
Jun 13, 2011
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