By Allison Stein, age 13, Michigan
Faded colors collide
From violet to red
I lose myself in the fantasy
That goes on in my head
After the shower
The colors came out
They tell me their story
They tell me their doubt
For it disappears
Blending in with the sky
Vanishing in thin air
Insisting on being shy
My heart sinks
As I stare at the place it should remain
The bright stretch of colors
That appears after the rain
