Accepting rainbows.

My sister is my brother
My brother is my sister
My father – she is gorgeous
My mother – such a mister
My children, well, they’re beautiful
They dance around details;
My daughter plays with action-man
My son; he paints his nails
My friends each have a colour
Our religions can’t compare
My arms, they welcome everyone
I hope to see you there.



Im open to love but every time I went there, it was closed.