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Mother Rainbow

Is a rainbow still a rainbow

in a black and white photograph?

Like an actor with no audience,

or a tombstone without epitaph.

 

Like a dog without its master,

or a sailor swept from ship to sea,

in this life I fear nothing more

than losing those things close to me.

 

So, could one see a rainbow

so devoid of any color?

And can a boy become a man

without guidance from his mother?

© 4OE. 

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