And Yet

And Yet

My life is a kaleidoscope of colors,

I’ve visited them all, in every corner,

The deep blue of depression,

The dark red of violence,

And yet, this is no rainbow.

I’ve lived with light green of jealousy,

I’ve felt the warmth of yellow,

The ever-burning fires of Orange,

The melting mellow eyes of brown,

And yet, this is no rainbow.

I’ve chased the quickness of silver,

Fell for the allude of gold,

Imagined luscious pinks and purples,

And dove the depth of forest green,

And yet, this is no rainbow.

Life is colorful,

Your heart alerts you,

Your eyes focus on stars,

You own your own universe,

And yet, this is no rainbow.

We praise the sparkle,

Ignore the bland,

Like an old school mood ring,

We’ve seen the whole plan,

And yet, this is no rainbow.

I’ve held glowing grandchildren,

The blues and the pinks,

Watched my kids play,

In bright dresses and jeans,

Now that, that is my rainbow.