But no. Just as I predicted, because Bobo was so joyous and helpful yesterday, there was nothing left but blah for today. So, because I am an adult -- and I have too much going on in my brain to ever get "bored", I decided to try my hand at another song.
I did cheat a little, cause I went through my (not-emo) poem book and chose one of my poems that I like and that nobody else seems too. This little "never wins an award poem" is apparently more meaningful to me than to readers.
I keep trying to capture the time I had three little babies who were trying to tell me we were about to drive through a rainbow, and before I could finish telling them the science behind why we will never be able to drive through a rainbow, we drove through the rainbow. And, cool, it was all sparkly and stuff. (Oh, yes. A couple of my kids have been know-it-alls since they were toddlers. Luckily I don't need to be eaten by pandas before I believe them.)
I really had to rework the poem before it fit as a lyric. The original poem is as follows.
The Way a Rainbow Moves
The way a rainbow moves
From place to place,
More logic than magic
Light refracts into space.
Three kids in a car
Believe we can drive right through
A rainbow of light fragile, sparkling, and new.
A belief so innocent and pure that magic overcomes logic,
And we do.
Here is the video of the song. They lyrics and chords follow.