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

Submitted: Wednesday, April 30, 2008

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  • Andrew mark Wilkinson (5/1/2008 3:59:00 AM)

    Gold is just a distraction, never been my kind of action, health and happiness and all that it brings, you live better than if you had all the gold and the false friendship it brings, no you keep the gold and i'll keep on looking for what makes my heart sing.. Andy 10 (Report) Reply

  • Abha Sharma (5/1/2008 2:54:00 AM)

    our hope breaks up from this gold and reach us by which we survive...
    a lovely nature imagery and connecting it spectrically to our life...just wonderful. (Report) Reply

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