THE BIRD, THE RAINBOW, AND I
by
Jack Forge


If I were a bird
so airy and bright,
and you beckoned to me,
I'd land on your hand,
if I were a bird
so cheerful and light.

If I were a bow
arcing the sky,
and you became sad,
I'd color the gray,
were I a rainbow
painting the sky.

But you see what I am
and should take me so.
If you want something else
go fish in the stars.
You know what I am--
just take me like so.