Someone gifted me a rainbow
To hold up the sky
It carries the clouds on its shoulder
It keeps the storm above the mountain
Letting in sunlight beyond the hills
Someone planted me a field of dandelions
To feed the dragonflies
It cushions my steps
It allows me to pluck its blooms
Letting me make wine to drink in delight
Someone watches me
Dance on the winds
Slide up and over rainbows
Land on dandelions
Stumble drunkenly on my way
Ready to catch me if I fall
I love the way this poem sounds. It feels like a song!