My Rainbow Time

Sitting dreaming in my chair,

drinking tea of a delicate type,

Sun peeps through my window

the yellow, blue, pink and mauve

Casting a shadow on the wall

tinges of green white too hang as

a frill, colours are fading slowly

descending, shorter it goes the shadow

of colour on the wall, light upon it fades

but not yet for it comes and goes

with the shades, my rainbow frill on the wall.

                                           by        Anne Knight      July  2006

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