Every sunrise opens the door of the chest in which Pandora has stored Hope! It flies out to the wide bright sky sprinkling every heart the colors of its wings...
Violet, Indigo and Blue
goes on hiding without a clue.
Green, Yellow and orange
like the setting sun on the range.
As beautiful as rose the red stays,
all of the color together makes ways.
Like a bow on a beautiful blue dress
the rainbow takes away the stress.
Rainbow comes after the rain
weaving it on the sky without pain.
Wrote this poem years back for my little sister's assignment, to write a poem on Rainbow that rhymes.