His first rainbow!


In the realm of innocence, a child’s eyes alight,
A tender soul, embracing nature’s delightful sight,
With wonder untamed, a world yet unknown,
A three-year-old child, on a rainbow’s throne.
Beside him, a mother, her love gently embraced,
Guiding his heart through life’s kaleidoscope, interlaced,
They stood hand in hand, under the heavens’ gentle sway,
A symphony of colors, painting their dreams in a display.
Bright hues adorned the sky, a celestial art,
A vibrant arc bridging Earth and heaven’s heart,
Whispers of raindrops danced upon the air,
As the child and his mother stood awestruck, a perfect pair.
His eyes widened, his laughter filled the space,
The first rainbow he beheld, a magical embrace,
Tiny fingers pointed, joy radiating from his face,
As mother and child marveled in this moment’s grace.
Together they pondered, the mysteries of light,
How the sun’s golden rays birthed a rainbow so bright,
Mother whispered softly, revealing nature’s secret art,
Of prismatic wonders painted by sunshine’s gentle dart.
With each hue, a promise, a tale of hope untold,
A tapestry of dreams, woven in colors bold,
Red, the flame of courage, burning deep within,
Orange, a zest for life, where adventure may begin.
Yellow, a sunbeam’s warmth, a heart filled with glee,
Green, nature’s embrace, a harmony set free,
Blue, the vast expanse, where dreams take flight,
Indigo, a soul’s yearning, for stars in the night.
Violet, the sweet song of dreams, whispered in the breeze,
A lullaby of possibilities, drifting through the trees,
The child’s eyes sparkled, a galaxy unveiled,
As the rainbow’s radiant beauty forever prevailed.
In that sacred moment, a bond forever grew,
A mother’s love, a child’s heart, forever true,
For as they watched the rainbow, hand in hand,
They glimpsed the magic of life, a love that would withstand.
And so, the child’s first rainbow became a cherished treasure,
A memory etched within, an eternal measure,
A testament to the beauty that surrounds us each day,
As mother and child, together, find their way.
For in the eyes of a child, the world is born anew,
A symphony of colors, a dream to pursue,
And with a mother’s love, they’ll forever stand,
Witnessing rainbows, hand in hand.

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