A rainbow

As I stated a two days ago,  that with winter's unyielding hold I turn to poetry to make  this ugly season bearable.

" My heart leaps up when I behold"

 

My heart leaps when I behold
    A Rainbow in the sky
So was it when my life began;
So it is now I am a man;
So be it when I shall grow old,
    Or let me die!
The child is father of the man;
And I could wish my days to be
Bound each to each by natural piety

By: William Wordsworth