I wanted to paint a rainbow. A Pretty Picture of Life. I climbed the ladder to try to reach up high. The rain drops poured like tears from heaven. The sun it warmed my heart. As I reached the very top step. It was as high as I could climb. I saw the rainbow painted for me. I knew that it was mine. All of heaven knew I loved rainbows, so the angels painted one for me. It was just outside my door. The only thing they asked of me to repay them for their chore. Was to share with others what they had done, and they asked of me no more.