The Promise

by Jem Croucher


Walking up on Truleigh Hill
between two banks of rain
sunshine bright around us
and a promise made again

A rainbow high up in the sky
and also down below
appearing right in front of us
iridescence all aglow

It really was quite wonderful
a harlequin carefree
walking up there on the hills
my wife, my dogs and me



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