The seagull flew
across the sky,
and spied a Rainbow
passing by;
the seagull asked
‘Where do you go,
when the Sun and rain are through?’
The Rainbow replied,
‘When they have gone,
when the rain has fallen,
and the Sun has shone,
I follow after,
in their wake,
until another bow
I should take.’
.
The seagull flew,
the Rainbow faded,
life carried on,
though now slightly jaded.
Graeme Sandford 