Rainbow

by Ghita aged 11

Triumphing every pain,
withstanding every shame.
My love for you shall grow,
and my hate for you I shall throw.
You make me smile you make me laugh and sometimes I even dance.
I’ll be honest, there are some things that make me mad and some that make me sad.
But I look through it because I know,
After every rainfall, there is a rainbow.

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