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Years ago, in a big transition in my life,
I witnessed three rainbow archways.
Framed by sun-kissed red apartments,
The setting sun kisses goodbye to the cloudless sky.
I took a picture then, between the runs from my old home
and my mother's car. Glistening brow and squinting eyes,
I raised my phone, holding it horizontally, 1...2...3.
I remembered an old meme about double rainbows,
but I found three. Back to putting cardboard boxes into the car.
The pictures were blurry, unfocused, and slightly fuzzy.
Like a memory, from one phone to the next,
The photos get transferred. Until one day, I've lost them.
I hadn't a guess where they went, lost to time probably.
Now I have slightly fuzzy archways to remember within.
One archway for the home I'm leaving behind,
Another for the latest transition to my new life,
And the last for the future I do not know.
A rainbow, a rainbow, a rainbow
Three distant rainbows I have no proof of, oh well.
I need only to remember to ensure they don't fade away.
