Rainbow

In an effort to entertain some elderly people (the youngest of which was 72 and the oldest 94) I took my guitar along to Earlswood, a sheltered housing complex where I volunteered.

Now I'm no musician really, mainly because I'm short sighted and cannot see the music unless it's a few inches from my nose. I learned the rudiments at school of course, and having been bought a guitar for my fourteenth birthday I've had a while to develop a strumming technique, this coupled with the few chords I have learned, my strumming passes as music to the untrained ear.

I usually do a couple of folk type songs, a sing along, and finish off with the Rainbow Song. This particular day in 1997 I had finished the folk songs and sing along, when a slight disturbance occurred, as it sometimes does in the large common room, as people drop in now and then, so the repertoire was delayed for a few minutes whilst everyone settled down again.

As I sang the words "I'm glad God made the Rainbow" someone shouted look there's a Rainbow, and sure enough through the window a beautiful one had appeared, with the strongest colours that everyone, including myself, could see.

What can I say?.

Copyright Jack Brown © 1999

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