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2006 - Philadelphia Blanche
Arched Across The SkyRainbows created my imagination As it arched across the sky On one end there sat you At the other end, there sat I
Imagining I could slide across Over the rainbow to the end There would be my pot of gold The sweet love of my dear friend
The rainbow is a connection Like a bridge from me to you It appears joined by sunlight Then the grey skies turn to blue
Arriving after the rainstorms It became so evident to me Thoughts of love follow rainbows They arched right across the sea
A colorful arching rainbow It has no gate, it has no door It reaches from friend to friend It arches from shore to shore
I smiled up today at the sky How far would my loving smile go It slid right over to the other side The other end of the colored rainbow |