Rainbows

Balloons & butterflies
Baboons & buffalos
They dance across the meadow

I watch amused
A nation of rainbows
Stumble between the flowers
Yet all they see is the dirt
Beneath their feet
And the dark clouds
Ominously drifting across the sun

They do not feel the calm breeze
Nor do they smell the scents
That tickle my nostrils
They do hear the sound of silence
Calmly drifting through the air

I am not the eternal optimist
But I do believe tomorrow
Shall be better than today
And the day shall be even better

Sadly they do not see what I see
No matter how often I point
In the direction of the sun
And the coming rain
Bringing with it new life