Standing at the crossroads,
I look both ways,
Taking time to ponder,
Which road to walk on down,
Makes you think and wonder.
Standing at the crossroads,
I decide to take a chance,
Turning left not to the right,
I see the rainbow rising,
The dark clouds now out of sight.
Whitesnakes do it better ....... and ya COT that right!
5 comments:
i thought it was ironic that you picked a b&w pic, and talk about seeing the rainbow rising
i can't tell if you liked my poem or are making fun of it?
but i'm glad you put a comment down.
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Keep following those rainbows babe xxxx
lovely take.
do check out our poetry picnic and submit if you could.
http://gooseberrygoespoetic.blogspot.com/
thanks.
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