can you me a poem on rainbow family aur book it is very urgent please
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My family is a rainbow of so many different hues,
So many vibrant colors all expressing their own views-
My father was an artist, and to paint was his delight,
I well remember many times he’d paint, from morn through night.
My mother was an actress, and convincing in her style,
My sister used to write a lot, and was quite versatile,
But on the downside she was sad, her world had turned to grey,
The night our mother died, her pain would never go away.
My fathers’ life turned black as well, my mother died so young,
And for the few short years she lived, her life remained unsung-
But time goes on, and through the pain of life I struggled well,
And through the years of loneliness, my fears began to quell.
Then I had children of my own, and they were rainbows too,
Each one of them so different, but each one has seen life through-
They each have gone their separate ways, with families of their own,
But what the future holds in store is always quite unknown.
So I keep all their memories and colors in my heart,
For each and every one of them is quite a work of art-
My life is colored like a prism, throwing shades of light,
And all these people in my life inspire to make it bright.
I feel so very blessed to hold this rainbow in my life,
Through all the many troubles, and the early years of strife
I’ve learned to be an optimist, throughout the many years,
For nothing really much is changed by shedding silent tears.
So now the rosy spectrum of my life begins to glow,
And I have learned to take the knocks, and keep my life in flow-
There’s many colors I adore, I store them in my head,
For life is here for living, and harsh black is for the dead…
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my rainbow family
My family is a rainbow of so many different hues,
So many vibrant colors all expressing their own views-
My father was an artist, and to paint was his delight,
I well remember many times he’d paint, from morn through night.
My mother was an actress, and convincing in her style,
My sister used to write a lot, and was quite versatile,
But on the downside she was sad, her world had turned to grey,
The night our mother died, her pain would never go away.
My fathers’ life turned black as well, my mother died so young,
And for the few short years she lived, her life remained unsung-
But time goes on, and through the pain of life I struggled well,
And through the years of loneliness, my fears began to quell.
Then I had children of my own, and they were rainbows too,
Each one of them so different, but each one has seen life through-
They each have gone their separate ways, with families of their own,
But what the future holds in store is always quite unknown.