I thought: “I’ll look out the window
And I’ll see what may be there.”
And there it was, a rainbow
Hanging perfectly in the air.
The next day you said you saw it too
But within seconds it disappeared
I said: “I put it in this box for you.”
But you said it was as you’d feared.
Well I was shocked by your negative reaction
And went and hid from your face for days
I told you we would not engage in interaction
Until you were understanding of my ways.
Well I’m still waiting for what seems like years
Sitting on my windowsill with the rainbow in my hand
Until I got from you, a box of your little tears
Attached there was a note written so grand:
“I hope you’re happy with your rainbow
Doing whatever it is that you do
And the time you’ve spent at your window
I’ve spent to find myself someone new.”
Well I immediately became filled with shame
And I couldn’t do anything but cry
So out of the box those little tears came
To put your rainbow back in the sky.
© Kris Blackburn 26/04/2003