This summer
I’ve been absolutely drenched
more times
than I care to remember.

And yet, even as I think this,
another thought pops
into my head –
“What about the rainbows?”

And I have to admit
that this has also been
a summer of rainbows.

Tiny, hand-sized rainbows
painted on the living room wall
when the sun shone in
through bevelled glass.

Rainbows sprayed across the lawn
as Paul watered
brightly-coloured flower beds
on sunny days.

A glorious double-decker rainbow
that blazed across the sky
after a downpour
in Mayo.

Best of all,
the rainbow that ended
right beside the cherry tree
in our very own back garden!
(Can there really be a pot of gold
buried there?)

And if the truth be told
there simply couldn’t be any rainbows …
without the rain!

Thank you, Lord,
for a myriad of rainbows
that dazzled
and lifted our spirits
during a rainy, Irish summer!

© Claire Murray, 27th August 2019