David Harris (18 June 1945 / Bradfield, England)
At The Rainbow’s End
We are all looking
for the gold at the rainbow’s end.
Always trying to find
the happiness in which our life depends.
Trying to find a pointer
to show us which way to go
to keep our lives falling into the lowest low.
From dawn to dusk,
we search through the day
always hoping to find the way.
To the gold at rainbow’s end
and the happiness in which life depends.
30 April 2008
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