Poetry: Glows Like A Rainbow

Love is a brightly coloured thing

That swings and dips like a swing

And children laughing at a park in play

Will often run fast rather than obey

Tricky aches and pains in my chest

Remind me what it means to feel happiness

And the swing still goes up and down

The merry giggles spin round and round

Love is a brightly coloured thing

That glows like a rainbow in the spring

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