The Rainbow's End by Mike Williams 01/29/2016 @ 6:12 P.M.

What wonder is there in the sky,   
Cloudy with its touch of grey.   
Between the mist and dappled light,   
Something appears to brighten today.   

I put on my parka and wellingtons,   
Grabbed my faithful yellow brolly.   
Walked down the lane by Mr. Ellington's,   
Who is always just shy of melancholy.   

I could see the prominent hues,   
And wondered where they might hide.   
But I was on the other tip where they fuse,
Much closer to the opposite side.   

I waded through a mud puddle,   
Over a shrub and some flower beds.   
To where the colours suddenly muddled,  
And I wondered where it led.   

A little further down an alley path,   
Just around a couple of grassy bends.   
My soul in all of its marvel hath,   
Finally found the rainbow's end.