When my dreams <br />Like ship-wrecked paper boats <br />Get dashed in the streams of life <br />After a heavy rain <br />I cry. <br /> <br />When my loves <br />Like a transitory little sparrow <br />Leaves for the changing of seasons <br />Never to return <br />I sigh. <br /> <br />When my hopes <br />Like rushing sand in an hour glass <br />Slips through my fingers <br />About to be lost <br />I pray. <br /> <br />....then I wait for the rainbow.<br /><br />Cynthia BuhainBaello<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-wait-for-the-rainbow/
