Well, the change this week, it kind of has had a little bit
of a different direction, but it’s still boiling on the stove. This recipe is
going to work, it has to. Plans as ever have had a setback but in my head and
that is a good place to start; my change is going to happen. I’m more determined
than ever I’m going to climb that hill and grab onto ferns on the way to pull
me up. It may take a while to get to the top, I may almost kill myself in the
process, but I will get to the top and when I do I’m going to pull you all up
with me. We will look at the rainbow together and our pot of gold will pour
down on us.
One hundred and six thousand views on my blog page and that
is a lot of Bloggets. The top of that hill is going to have to be a big space.
RAINBOW DREAMS
BY FIONA CUMMINGS
Chasing rainbows
Pretty dresses with satin bows
Spring daffodils
Lots of thrills
Catching the coins as the pot spills
Azure sky
Cotton clouds
Asking why
Is earth round
Always spinning
The past is losing
Now and the future we are winning
The orange yolk sun
Smiles down on us
The gulls fly by
Without a fuss
Red and yellow blue and green
The most beautiful colours I have ever seen
New born sheep
In the fields beyond
Happy faces where we all belong
A land of peace
In winters warm by a thick fleece
Amber’s burn over cosy degrees
Looking back at what we have achieved
Feeling honoured
Proud of what we’ve concord
Our spring has arrived
Summer dreams we can collect and derive
With wings we can fly
Back through the rainbow sky
Silver twinkling stars glide by
The moon is within reach
Looking down at the turquoise ocean
And the golden beach
The mermaid’s rock
A perfect spot
Pineapple juice for when it’s too hot
A white Pegasus gallops near the water’s edge
Jumping over the Abelian hedge
Where butterflies flutter
What a world where there is no clutter
Just beautiful nature where it’s unspoiled
Where life starts from the soil
And miracles occur when we make a wish
Given to us with an angels kiss
So come with me on the journey of dreams
Follow the tropical streams
Over the Japanese bridge of hope
Made from bamboo and knotted rope
Through forests of flowers bluebells and sunflowers
Enjoy the diamond rain showers
This all can be ours
Chasing rainbows
Let’s see where life goes
Fiona Cummings ©
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