Hi everyone, Hope you all are well. This week had begun exceptionally well, as I got to see my daughter Kim, her husband Chris, and their nineteen months old son Isaac, who is a real character, but the thing is, he knows it to. There are so many stories involving him, that would have you enthralled for hours. He is such a good boy, that is so easily entertained, but like everyone he has his moments, which is very rare for him, but lets just say he also knows how to wind his poor mum up, by doing something he shouldn’t and knowing full well that its wrong, his mum will tell him to stop it, and he will go over and give her a kiss before doing it again, this only happens if he doesn’t have your undivided attention. They have not long gotten over Covid, so it was nice to see them all feeling so much better.
I was so shocked to hear the sad news of Scottish singer Darius Campbell Danesh on his untimely death. Celebrities have paid tribute from both stage and screen from the likes of Simon Cowell and Ant and Dec all the way to Hollywood’s Rosario Dawson. I will be here all day if I mentioned all the stars who have expressed there great sadness surrounding Darius’ death. R.I.P.
In the news there never seems to be anything good happening in the world, from the trains going on strike yet again today, to an 87 year old man on a mobility scooter being murdered and don’t even get me started on the cost of living rising. When are we going to get some good news? Whoever is the next Prime Minister are they going to help us, or make things worse? Are they just out for themselves or for the people? Anyway on with today’s blog.
When the sun and rain,
Comes together,
It will then endeavor,
To form a huge arch,
That appears in the sky,
As the light of the sun,
Then passes you by.
The suns’ rays are bright,
Then water starts to form,
Droplets are then drawn,
While the sun begins to break,
And the droplets then do take,
Now split into seven colors,
All different from one another.
The many different colors,
Are not like any other,
For the arch in the sky,
That sits up there so high,
The rainbow can be seen below,
As low as it can go.
In the puddle you can see,
The rainbow colors
Seem to always follow me,
Until their splashed away,
And turns into a brighter day.
When the sunshine is about,
And the rain comes out,
If you look beyond the trees,
There you can see,
The arch in the sky,
With all the colors of the rainbow,
Sitting way up high.
There you sit in seven bits,
Come all together,
To create a rainbow,
That is full of colour,
That we love so much,
This is how it goes as such.
First comes red,
That lines the bed,
Now orange is on its way,
Without delay,
Then out comes yellow,
The color that bellows,
Now it’s time for the one,
Who should never be seen,
When you follow green,
It’s not the time for feeling blue,
I hope you know this is where you must go,
Is the color of indigo,
And last by no means least,
Comes violet that seals them together,
Until there comes another.
If you look closely,
There it will be,
For all to see,
The colors come together,
It’s just like a unity.
The arch in the sky,
Will soon fly by,
From the naked eye,
Before your gone,
And taken flight,
Faded from our sight.
by Aria
Thanks for stopping by and taking the time to read this week’s posts. Have a great week, and I will see you next week
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