~JEFF'S RAINBOW~

"Mommy! Mommy!" Jeffrey cried, "Hurry! Hurry! Come outside!" "It's raining, Jeff!" (He was just four) "And now you've tracked mud on the floor!"

"Come see!" he said, with sparkling eyes, "The pretty colors in the sky." "Oh, that's a rainbow, Jeff," I said, "I'll come and look," but then instead, before I could relax, I started wiping up his tracks. They were just little feet, and yet, he'd left a trail there, soaking wet.

I wiped it up as I could see Jeffrey wait, impatiently. Just then the phone--it always rings when I'm involved in special things.

"My recipe? Sure--just a minute, Yes, it does have Swiss Cheese in it." How flattering! I hardly knew her-- I had to stop and give it to her.

I hung up the phone, looked around, And said to Jeff, "What have you found?" I took his hand--we went outside, he pointed up, with childish pride.

I saw his disappearing smile, (I'd only been a little while) It was right there not long ago, What happened to my bright rainbow?

I held him close, and as he cried, I wept myself, deep down inside. All afternoon I realized I missed something that Jeff had prized.

And then that night, my little son Knelt at my feet, when day was done, And asked the Lord, his heart in tune "Dear God, please send a rainbow soon, Because my mommy didn't see the rainbow that you made for me." Please send another; make her smile. Brighten up her sky for just a while.