The rainbow of friendship

[sparrowinwinter]

This is a poem I wrote some time ago.

Long ago, I've heard this said somewhere,
Perhaps within the pages of a fairy-tale.
I've heard that at the end of every rainbow,
There's a pot of gold tied with a bow.

Yesterday I saw one arch across the skies
And wanted to see the gold with my own eyes;
But when I got to the other side, to my surprise,
I saw no pot, no golden prize.
To my utter amazement, I saw you
You looked at me and smiled, a smile so true...
So I smiled too.

I do not know if rainbows end in pots of gold
But I know that from this day on I have your hand to hold
And every time a smile breaks upon your face
A rainbow sparkles and leaves its trace...
Upon my heart.