In Life, There are Rainbows (a poem)

In Life,
are there really rainbows?
I used not to believe.
They were an illusion to me;
a beautiful fantasy
of what I
may never touch or see.
How can it be?
Something so wonderful,
seemingly magical,
never before appeared to me.
Can it actually be?
Something I suddenly see
made a true believer out of me.
In Life,
there are rainbows.

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