in pigtails, behind the moon,
beyond the rain,
with dreams...
that I dared to dream.
Hoping there was more
than gray skies,
weathered paint
and locked cellars.
Searching for emeralds
in sapphire skies.
Without guidance
of saffron paths
nor ruby shoes.
I found it...
the golden side of the rainbow.
Full of paved roads,
good intentions
and a masquerade
of uncertainty.
