A bridge of colors hangs motionless in the sky.
Rays of color play across the sidewalk,
still wet from the storm that just passed.
I long to reach the end of it,
but as I walk toward it,
it only seems to run away,
laughing meanly.
I run,
but it just skips farther from my reach.
It slowly fades away,
I sit by the window,
waiting for another one.
I wrote this a year ago, but no one gave me any good feedback. All I got was, "It's good," and "I like it," which isn't really helpful. So, any feedback works! Thanks!
