• The sun is bright and big; the birds are chirping fun songs; the sky is a baby-blue, and it is warm and peaceful.
    You are happy becasue everything is so beautiful. Suddenly, a grey cloud comes and grows; And then the blue sky is eaten up in the darkness.
    The warm starts to leave, and then it is cold. The sudden change casues the thunder to boom and clash.
    Everything starts to become quiet ... No more fun songs, Nor blue sky. And no more bright sun. Just a dark sky with booms of thunder.
    Now A light stretches arcross the sky. The wonderful colors or purple, and blue, Lavender and yellow. Such a pretty sight, yet dangerous and hot.
    Winds are now gusting, and it seems like such chaos. You frown, for the beautiful nature has gone away. But the storm is not so bad, the lightning goes in different ways, and the thunder at different sounds. But it is nature, and nature has a job. Weather you like it or not. But your frown holds something special.
    A rainbow.
    Yes! A rainbow, such beauty. The rainbow sits apon your shaped lips. You smile, and suddenly the clouds dissapear, and the sun peaks through, and teh birds tweet. The blue sky comes out. You are happy again.
    Even though the colors turned to gray, the rainbow apon your lips savedt he day, and made everything beautiful again.


    [A rainbow is teh shape of a frown... Thats the point]