Just beyond the rainbow’s end,
you will find a place in a quiet meadow
where the river bends,
and a soft wind blows;
a place of joy and light,
where the watercolors of life,
bounce off the waves,
and float off into the air;
painting a sky full of colors.
Each one sprinkled with kindness.
tended with friendship
nourished with love.

That’s where I write
my silly words,
alone,
just me,
 being me.

 The someone you don't see.

Playfully scheming,
quietly dreaming,
of no particular time or place;
just the beating of my heart,
whispering the thoughts I share.

My sweet endeavor,
not meant to be terribly clever,
or forever.
Just my silly words,
written for awhile,
sent with a smile.

When you find that life is hard to bear,
 loneliness covers your soul,
silent tears fall;
when no one seems to care;

Come to find me there,
writing silly words;
waiting for you,
just where the river bends,
 

somewhere
over the rainbow
                                     kam

poem copyright  kamarshall
kam's reflections

the soul would have no rainbow
if eyes had no tears