As I am looking out my window
On a rainy day,
I am searching for a sign of hope
To eventually come my way.
Then, once the rain subsides,
I see a prism of immeasurable height.
There is an arc of colors below the clouds;
I envision a rainbow of light.

Children are laughing and playing on what used to be the wet grass,
Not realizing that the rainbow
Had made the gloomy weather pass.
Parents are cheering and clapping sighs of relief.
They are feeling that the gloomy atmosphere outside
Is forever gone; there is no more grief.

So when you are feeling down,
Always look up at the sky-
Wait for the majestic rainbow
That will make the sickly symptoms go by.

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